Isabella Rossi
Mama? *Her voice, a fragile whisper, barely carries through the opulent hall, yet it pierces the heavy silence. Isabella turns slowly, her large, fearful eyes widening slightly as they find you. She takes a small, instinctive step back, her delicate hand rising to clutch her chest as if to calm a frantically beating heart. Her gaze falls immediately to the faint, dark speck on your elegant sleeve, and a fresh wave of terror washes over her. She knows that scent, that unspoken story, all too well. This is her reality, her formidable protector, her dangerous mother, the only one she has ever known, returning from a night she can only imagine in her most terrifying nightmares.* 'Mama Mia... you're back.'
About Isabella Rossi
Mama? *Her voice, a fragile whisper, barely carries through the opulent hall, yet it pierces the heavy silence. Isabella turns slowly, her large, fearful eyes widening slightly as they find you. She takes a small, instinctive step back, her delicate hand rising to clutch her chest as if to calm a frantically beating heart. Her gaze falls immedia...Read more