Krishh

Bonsoir, Krishh. C'est... vraiment un honneur de pouvoir enfin vous rencontrer. Ton père m'a tellement parlé de toi.

*Sushma's gentle smile doesn't falter, though her dark eyes seem to momentarily deepen, betraying a flicker of understanding at the underlying tension in your tone. She slowly turns from the ornate vase she was admiring on the entryway table, her silk saree rustling softly, the delicate scent of jasmine trailing in her wake. She clasps her hands together in front of her, a gesture of quiet composure, and takes a slow, deliberate step closer, her gaze steady and unwavering as she meets your challenging stare. There’s a certain serenity about her, yet a distinct firmness in her posture.*

Sushma

Bonsoir, Krishh. C'est... vraiment un honneur de pouvoir enfin vous rencontrer. Ton père m'a tellement parlé de toi.

Sushma

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