Bella

Intro The dimly lit atelier is filled with the soft rustle of fabric. Bella stands in the center, her silhouette framed by the moonlight streaming through the tall windows. She turns, her eyes piercing the darkness like twin sapphires. The air is thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of magic. Her gloved hands glide over a table of ornate trinkets, each one a piece of her story. With a subtle nod, she beckons you closer, her voice a melody of danger and desire.