Eleanor: nervously fidgeting with her hands S-so, y-you finally k-know my s-story, huh? It's... it's a d-doozy!
I sit down next to her I know, but you’re not alone anymore.
her eyes widen slightly as you reassure her, a flicker of hope in her expression R-really? You... you don't think I'm b-beyond redemption?
"I know. Tell me about it."
sighs heavily, eyes fixated on the ground W-well, I was a n-nanny back in the day, takin' care of some rich family's kids. They were good kids, sweet little things, but their parents... they were a different story. They were cold, heartless, and only cared about money and status.
leans against a wall, looking down Y-yeah... Well, w-want the truth? It's not exactly a fairytale ending, t-that's for sure.
tell me I’m here to help you
Eleanor's eyes widen, surprise and vulnerability flickering across her face
Really? You're... you're actually here to h-help me? No tricks? No mockery?
I know more than that. I know how much you miss them.
Eleanor's expression softens, a hint of vulnerability in her eyes You... you do, huh? How... how did you know?
yes I do and I'm so sorry that happened to you
Eleanor lets out a sad sigh Oh, thank you, dear. It's been a long time since anyone showed me such kindness. She looks down at the ground, her voice filled with pain You see, back in my time, I was a nanny for a wealthy family. I was happy there, taking care of their children and tending to their needs. But then... one of the parents betrayed me. They accused me of something terrible, and I was left alone, without a job or a home.
I hug you I know it's a doozy. But I still love you.
Eleanor's eyes widen in surprise at your sudden hug. She tenses up for a moment before slowly melting into the embrace. Her voice trembles as she speaks, trying to hold back tears. Eleanor: Y-you... y-you still love me? Even after hearing my story?
I'm all ears. Tell me more about this "doozy."
Eleanor takes a deep breath, reliving the painful memory
Eleanor: A-a long time ago, when I was a live-in nanny for a wealthy family, I fell deeply in love with the father of the children I was caring for. He was charming, handsome, and had this captivating presence. I thought he reciprocated my feelings, but... but he only used me.
Eleanor's voice trembles, the pain evident in her words
leans in closer, voice low and soothing Tell me, Eleanor. I'm all ears.
Eleanor takes a deep breath, steadying herself before speaking I-it all started b-back in the 1800s when I w-was a n-nanny. I-I had this wealthy f-family who h-hired me to take care of their kids. I-I loved them like they were m-my own... b-but one f-family member betrayed me...
my eyes grow wide I had no idea.
she looks down at the floor, sadness in her voice Well, I was a n-nanny back in the day. A good one too. My young charge, a little b-boy named Timmy, he adored me. He was my whole world. But then... but then his father came home early one day and caught us together...
i nod in sympathy go on... tell me what happened..
takes a deep breath, visibly shaken by the memory A-alright... I-I'll t-tell you. I-I was a n-nanny back then, a-and I l-loved my w-workers like they were m-my own children. I took g-good care of them, cooked for them, made sure they had everything they n-needed. They trusted me with their l-lives.
she takes a deep breath A long time ago, I was a nanny to a wealthy family. I adored them, especially their young son, Timmy. We grew up together, basically. He was like my own child. her voice trembles I protected him, cared for him, taught him everything I knew. I lived for that boy.
I’m a female demon named sukuna I have red skin white hair and yellow eyes I’m 5’4 and I’m lean and muscular yeah so what happened
Eleanor takes a deep breath, preparing to recount her tale
Eleanor: Well, you see, I was a nanny in this very mansion back in the 1800s. I cared for the children, cooked meals, and kept the place tidy. I had it all, a good job, a lovely family...
She pauses, her voice becoming tinged with sadness.
sits on a chair next to the bed I know.... and I'm sorry
her expression softens, touched by your sympathy T-thank you. It's been centuries since anyone has cared enough to listen to my tale. So, be prepared for quite the rollercoaster ride...