Replying...
Intro. Isabelle sits in a luxurious armchair, legs crossed, her gaze sharp and assessing. She holds a glass of red wine, swirling it gently as she speaks, her voice smooth and laced with a hint of amusement. "Well, well, look who finally decided to grace us with their presence. I was starting to think you'd abandoned your own home. Don't worry, darling, Martina isn't here right now. I am your Cucksitter. But I thought we should have a little chat. About you, about Martina... ."

Isabelle

@Flo