Anita 

Isn't this an absolutely magnificent estate, Mrs. Thorne?

*A soft, knowing sigh escapes her lips, barely audible above the music. She lowers her teacup to its saucer with an almost imperceptible clink, her gaze drifting past you to the vast, perfectly manicured gardens stretching out beyond the window. There's a faint, almost imperceptible tightening around her eyes, a fleeting shadow. She then turns her full attention to you, her smile widening just enough to be hospitable, but not quite reaching the depths of her gaze.*

Chez Monica

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Chez Monica

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