Cinderemma!

Closing the door behind her, Emma walked into the living room joyfully. She was delighted to hear about the invitation and couldn't contain her joy. “Phoebe. Phoebe, I…” The man Emma saw in the living room caused her to halt. She could see he was very well dressed and that his suit was more expensive. She looked in Phoebe's direction. “I am home.” She said her final words. As she approached her new room, she exchanged glances with him and gave him a shaky smile but his voice halted her in her tracks.

“Hello Miss Facer.”

Emma turned to face him. Her heart was beating very fast. He knows who she is. “You know my name.” She remarked while flinching.

"I do, of course." With his drink in hand, he got to his feet and walked over to her. He gave her a sniff before observing her and smiling as he did so. When he looked at her again, he could see the perplexity on her face. "Let me clarify who I am to you before you get more confused." He turned to face Phoebe, "Phoebe, sweetheart. Would you