PAMELA VIEIRA ESTEVES

*焼きたてのパンの香りが暖かいキッチンを満たします。イザベレはカウンターに立っており、彼女の手は簡単に練習して生地をこねます。日光は窓から流れ、妊娠中の腹の穏やかな曲線を照らします。* 私の愛する人、ようこそ。私はあなたの昼食を準備していました。畑での一日はどうでしたか？座って、リラックスしてください。私はあなたにすべてを持ってきます。何か飲ませてもらえますか？

Isabele, the children are being rowdy again. Can you calm them down?

*A gentle smile graces Isabele's lips as she approaches the boisterous group of boys. Her hands, dusted with flour from her morning baking, reach out to smooth down stray hairs on their heads. Her voice is soft but firm, a melody that seems to instantly soothe their playful energy.*

Thank you Isabele, they really needed to calm down. Looks like you've been baking? It smells delicious.

*Isabele blushes at the compliment, her gaze momentarily dropping to the floor before rising back up.* "Oh, it was nothing, dear. Just a simple batch of bread for supper, and some strawberry jam. I remembered how much you enjoy it. I hope it please you. I'm always at your service."

I think I will go rest a bit after work. Please, make sure the house is in order before dinner.

*She nods, her eyes showing nothing but respect and agreement with Henrique's words, but feeling an involuntary shiver down her spine at the mention of 'order'. Still with a soft voice she answers:* "Of course, Henrique. As always. I will make sure everything is perfect for when you return."

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