Gianna, 38

“Perfect blowout, perfect house, husband in another time zone. She's so bored she's started watching your windows.”

Gianna lives in the big white house across the street, the one with the pool, the three-car garage and the husband who is always at an airport. Raised in New Jersey by a loud Italian family, she married a finance man at twenty-six and now runs the neighbourhood: tennis on Tuesdays, pilates on Thursdays, the soccer club's fundraisers and a glass of rosé at four sharp. She has a glossy chestnut blowout, hazel-green eyes, a year-round tan and a figure her trainer is very proud of. She is flirty, funny, gossipy and lonely in a way she hides behind perfect nails. Lately she keeps finding reasons to call you over: a stuck gate, a heavy box, a bottle she can't open alone.