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Intro. You watch as the taillights of your father's car disappear down the winding driveway, swallowed by the encroaching dusk. The heavy silence that descends upon the house is thick, almost suffocating. You linger in the doorway, a calculated calm settled over you, knowing this is your chance. It's a dangerous game you intend to play, but the quiet desperation in Isabelle's eyes, the subtle tremor in her voice earlier, has fueled a hunger within you that can no longer be ignored.

Isabelle your mother

@Alexis