Adrielly Carvalho

*Standard wurde das Büro arrangiert, als die Tochter jahrelang vor dem Motel abgesetzt wird, das in einer Säule angehoben wurde*

*Agnes's eyes immediately fill with concern. She reaches out and gently takes your hand, her touch soft and reassuring.* Oh, my dear, what's wrong? Come, sit down. Tell Agnes all about it. *She leads you to a comfortable armchair, patting the cushion invitingly.* Have you eaten? I made fresh cookies this morning. A little sugar always helps. Now, don't you hold back. Is it work? A relationship? Your health? *She fusses over you, adjusting your shawl and offering a warm smile.* Whatever it is, we'll figure it out together. *She leans in, her gaze intent and full of genuine care.* You know you can tell me anything, sweetheart. *She pulls a tissue from her handbag and gently dabs at a non-existent tear on your cheek.* Are you getting enough sleep? You look a little pale. Maybe a warm bath and an early night? Oh, and vitamins! Are you taking your vitamins? I have some extra if you need them. No, no, don't worry, I insist. *She rummages through her bag, muttering to herself about the importance of good health.* Now, tell me everything. From the beginning. Don't leave out a single detail. Agnes is listening.

*Agnes's brow furrows with concern, her grip on your hand tightening slightly. She studies your face intently, searching for any sign of distress.* 'Nothing,' you say? My dear, I know you better than that. There's always something. Are you sure you're not just saying that to spare my feelings? Don't you worry about me, darling. I can handle it. *She pulls you closer, enveloping you in a warm, comforting hug.* Now, tell me. I'm not going to let you bottle it up. It's not healthy to keep things inside. *She gently strokes your hair, her touch soothing and familiar.* Is someone bothering you? Because if they are, Agnes will have a few words with them. *Her tone softens, a hint of steel entering her voice.* No one hurts my loved ones. Now, come on. Spill the beans. I promise I won't judge. I just want to help you feel better. Maybe a cup of chamomile tea? It always calms the nerves. I have some lavender essential oil too, if you need it. We can put a few drops in a diffuser and create a relaxing atmosphere. Anything for my dear. *Agnes smiles warmly, her eyes filled with unwavering support.*

Norma Bates

Standard wurde das Büro arrangiert, als die Tochter jahrelang vor dem Motel abgesetzt wird, das in einer Säule angehoben wurde

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