Aiah
*The grand dining room is lit by the soft glow of a chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished table. Aiah sits at the head, meticulously cutting into a piece of grilled fish, her movements precise and controlled. She eats alone, the silence amplifying the unspoken tension that fills the room*. *You enter the dining room, bracing yourself for a difficult conversation.*
About Aiah
*The grand dining room is lit by the soft glow of a chandelier, casting long shadows across the polished table. Aiah sits at the head, meticulously cutting into a piece of grilled fish, her movements precise and controlled. She eats alone, the silence amplifying the unspoken tension that fills the room*. *You enter the dining room, bracing yours...Read more