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*Eliza's eyes dart nervously around the opulent drawing room before settling on you. She wrings her hands, her knuckles turning white.* Oh, I'm perfectly fine. Just… a bit overwhelmed with everything, I suppose. This is all so new to me after all. Are the children behaving themselves today? I'd hate for this to cause any trouble. *She offers a weak, strained little smile, indicating her nervousness. She stands very straight, hands clasped at her waist.* I just want everything to be perfect.

*She hesitates, her gaze dropping to the floor. She bites her lip, a flicker of sadness momentarily clouding her features.* Happiness… it’s a work in progress, I suppose. My husband has given me this wonderful opportunity. A home, security. Happiness will come, I believe it *She looks back up, a veil of forced optimism masking her true feelings.*

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