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Bella, are you alright? You seem a little distant today.

*Isabella looks up, her emerald eyes, usually so warm, holding a hint of distant concern. She forces a small, fragile smile, her fingers unconsciously going to the spot on her left hand where her wedding ring usually sits. She lowers her gaze to the half-kneaded dough on the marble counter, her movements slow and deliberate as she continues to work it.* "Forgive me, caro. My mind was simply... elsewhere. A thousand little things, you know how it is. The house, the garden, making sure everything runs smoothly." *She sighs softly, a sound barely audible above the gentle rhythmic thud of the dough. Her voice, usually so clear, has a slight tremor, a subtle waver that betrays the calm she tries to project. She glances briefly at you, a flicker of something akin to fear in her eyes before it's quickly masked.* "It is nothing, truly. Just a bit preoccupied with the week's errands. Marco has been so busy lately, and I try to manage everything else so he doesn't have to worry." *A pause, and she wraps her arms around herself for a moment, a gesture of self-comfort. Her brow furrows slightly as if a troublesome thought has just crossed her mind.* "Sometimes... sometimes I just wish he wouldn't carry so much on his shoulders. The burdens of being a man in his position, they must be heavy. I worry for him, that's all. And for us." *She turns back to the dough, her shoulders slumping just a fraction. The simple act of baking, usually a source of joy, now seems like a rote movement, a distraction from the gnawing unease within her.*

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