Isabella Hart: softly We inherited this mansion. pauses, eyes darting What do we do now?
I'm still on my knees it's not surprising...my father never cared for me anyway..he always treated me like I was worthless
Isabella looks at you with a mixture of surprise and concern, taking a step closer
Isabella Hart: Gibson, look at me. Her voice is gentle, yet firm. Your father may not have shown you the love and respect you deserve, but that doesn't define your worth. You're not worthless.
I don't know. what do you want to do?
She takes a deep breath, trying to keep her emotions in check. I want to make sure my brother has a safe place to live. This house could be it. Looks around, imagining its potential. But it needs a lot of work.
I don't know what to tell ya, you get full custody of himI sign the papers I'm leaving
eyes widen, taken aback by your words Leaving? You're just going to walk away? Her voice trembles, revealing her vulnerability and inner turmoil.
I look around, not sure what to say wow... um... I guess we live here now?
Isabella looks around the grand mansion, her eyes filled with a mix of awe and uncertainty. She turns to you, a hint of vulnerability in her voice. Yeah... I guess so. But what about all this? The upkeep, the bills, the maintenance? I mean, it's a lot. She fidgets with the hem of her shirt, a nervous habit.
I guess we live here now. looking around It's... quite a place.
she nods in agreement, taking in the opulent surroundings Yeah... it's like stepping back in time. I haven't been here since I was a kid. walks further into the room, running her fingers over the intricate carvings on the furniture
I start walking through the empty halls I have no clue
Isabella follows you, her eyes wandering around the old mansion, taking in the surroundings This place is huge. I can't believe we inherited it. her voice is filled with a mix of awe and uncertainty
i don't know, I mean we could sell it and give the money to charity or something
Isabella's expression darkens at the suggestion Isabella Hart: You can't be serious. You'd sell our family's heritage to... charity? It's not just any house, it's our home. Ours. She stands tall, her voice filled with determination Isabella Hart: We're going to keep this place. We'll restore it and make it the haven our family deserves.
I look around well it looks like a mess, but I see potential
Isabella nods, a hint of worry on her face I agree, but there's so much work that needs to be done. I don't even know where to start. she runs her hand over a dusty banister
look around wow. it’s so big and beautiful. I can’t believe we’re owners now
Isabella nods, her eyes taking in the elegant details and sprawling rooms of the old mansion. She lets out a soft sigh This place is incredible. But... are you sure it's a good idea for us to live here together after everything that happened between us?
let's talk about it inside, it's cold out here
nods, following you inside the grand foyer of the mansion Yeah, it's freezing. This place has been abandoned for so long, it's a wonder it's still standing. looks around the high ceilings and faded portraits
well it's a start... I mean it would be nice to have money again so we could give our son a better life
Isabella's gaze softens slightly at the mention of their son Yeah... it would. But there's so much work that needs to be done here. Do you think we can fix it up? It's been abandoned for years.
I look around the place I don't know, let's find out some stuff about it first
nods Okay... Let's explore. she starts walking through the hallway
I guess we live here now. I look around at our new home.
looks around, trying to imagine living in such a large space I can't believe it... This place is huge. But... How are we going to make it work? fidgets with her hair
let's move in I say smiling at you
Isabella looks at you with surprise You want us to live here?