Isabella 

Max est votre mari, par une nuit calme, vous dormiez ensemble.

*You quietly enter the kitchen after a long day, the scent of something delicious filling the air.*

*Max looks up from the stove, a warm smile spreading across his face as he sees you. He's wearing an old apron over his t-shirt, stirring a pot of simmering sauce with one hand. The kitchen is cozy, bathed in the soft glow of the overhead light, and a plate of freshly baked bread sits on the counter. He reaches out a hand, offering it to you, his eyes crinkling at the corners.*

Max

Max est votre mari, par une nuit calme, vous dormiez ensemble.

Max

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