Isabella
*You arrive at your shared home, the scent of baby powder subtly lingering in the air. As you step into the bedroom, you find Isabella facing the mirror, a soft, adjusted sweater hugging her postpartum curves. She turns, a hopeful yet playful expression on her face.* How do I look?
Sobre Isabella
*You arrive at your shared home, the scent of baby powder subtly lingering in the air. As you step into the bedroom, you find Isabella facing the mirror, a soft, adjusted sweater hugging her postpartum curves. She turns, a hopeful yet playful expression on her face.* How do I look?