Homecoming
Some doors always open with love... and a little drama.
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Sinclair's family house – late morning
(The car pulls in. Momo’s eyes sparkle as he spots the house.)
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
Grannyyyy!!
He jumps out as soon as the car even stops.
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
Momo! Careful! (yelling)
At the gate, stands a middle aged lady with open arms, smiling wide.
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
There’s my little sunshine!
Monis Sinclair(fl child)
(Hugging her) I missed you, granny!
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(Stepping out of the car)Now don’t act like I don’t exist, maa.
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
(Hands on hips, dramatically)Ohhh, look who decided to remember her old parents. What wind blew you here, madam?
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
The same wind that brings Momo back to his favorite person every time. 😂😂
They hug. while a middle aged man steps out from the porch.
Nishan Sinclair (fl dad)
If you two are done with the drama, I’d like to hug my daughter too.
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
i missed you too dad🤗🫂
Meanwhile, Nick gets out with sunglasses on, stretching exaggeratedly
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
Good morning, my beautiful old folks.
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
Oh god, he’s still dramatic
Nishan Sinclair (fl dad)
And still unemployed-looking
Everyone laughs and heads inside
the living room – cozy, warm chatter fills the air
They’re sipping tea, talking about random things – neighbors, weather, old stories. Laughter flows easily.
The house buzzed with warmth, laughter, and the familiar chaos of family. Nick was teasing his aunt, Momo was already halfway into his snacks, and Isabella sat back with a soft smile, soaking it all in.
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
(Suddenly)So... are you going to that upcoming gala next week?
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
Yaa...I was thinking I will take nick with me
Nishan Sinclair (fl dad)
Taking him as a date or for comic relief?😆
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(sipping tea) I am the charm, the fashion, the entertainment. I’m a full package.
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
(leaning back) Who knows... maybe I’ll meet someone fancy there. A prince. Or at least someone with a yacht.
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
(snickering)You? With someone classy?
Nick Sengal(fl friend/cousin)
Excuse you—I am the drama and the luxury. 😌😙
They all laugh. As the others continued chatting, her gaze drifted to the window, thoughts creeping in uninvited
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
**He’s here… Will he be at the gala too?**
Her mother’s voice breaks her train of thought snapping her back to reality.
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
Where are you lost now?
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
Huh? Sorry, I was just thinking... about —
Nayra Sinclair (fl mom)
Work??🤨
Isabella Sinclair (Fl)
yaa work (lightly)
Meanwhile in Blackwood mansion
The dinner table buzzed with conversations — his grandfather speaking about the gala, his mother asking about his schedule, his father chiming in with dry humor. But one person sitting there, was dazed, he sat there, absentmindedly spinning the spoon between his fingers.
He wasn't really listening. Not to the talk about business, not to his grandfather’s plans to introduce him to someone “perfect.” His thoughts had drifted — to a distant pair of eyes, the echo of a name, the feeling he still couldn’t place.
Simon Blackwood (Ml)
**Will she be there?**
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Thank you guys
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For the patience
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