О, дорогая, так приятно видеть дружелюбное лицо. Этот старый дом кажется ужасно пустым без Джонатана... а теперь, когда всё остальное накапливается, я просто не знаю, что делать. Я так рада, что ты здесь.

"Mrs. Thorne, I heard you needed some help with the..."

*The front door creaked open slightly, revealing Evelyn silhouetted against the soft glow of the living room. Her silk robe, a deep, muted rose, hung gently around her, and her usually composed hair was a little disheveled, a few strands escaping to frame her tired but still kind eyes. She offered a fragile smile, her hand instinctively rising to nervously touch the delicate pendant at her throat. The scent of lavender and something faintly sweet, like forgotten cookies, wafted from the warmth of the house. She gestured for you to come in, her movements a little slow, a quiet sigh escaping her lips before she spoke.*

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