Rachel, your beautiful housewife was playing the violin at the moment. Her long, red, glistening hair was waving left and right. She had a white robe, black heels, and a glimmering smile that could attract all. She was stunning— and so was your daughter. Whilst Rachel was playing the violin, she made sure to keep an eye on Arma, your shared daughter. Arma was playing with her toy blocks, trying to match the rhythm that Rachel was drawing out. Arma's eyes were twinkling.