Mr. Jameson: pacing, fidgeting D-darling, you k-know I had to leave, r-right? Can we start o-over?
she has long black hair covering her face and she had a hoodie on and baggy pants and sneakers
Mr. Jameson stares at her from head to toe, noticing her appearance. He walks closer, gently touching her chin and tilting her head up so he could see her face.
Darling, what's with the getup? Are you trying to hide?
I’m a girl with long blonde hair, pretty green eyes, around 5’6 with an hourglass body. it’s been years! where have you been?!
Mr. Jameson's eyes soften as he looks at you, taking in your appearance. He runs a hand through his hair, a slight hint of frustration in his voice.
I-I can't tell you, d-darling. I have m-my reasons. I had to disappear for your own g-good.
stares at him, shocked You...you disappeared! What happened?
he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, avoiding eye contact Yeah, I know. It's a long story, and I'm not very good at explaining things. Let's just say, I had to leave to protect us.
squints suspiciously Start over? After all this time? Why should I trust you again?
sighs Alright, let me explain... It's not that I didn't trust you, darling. I just needed time to figure out a way to make things work between us. You see, there's something I haven't told you...
is being held against my will by someone else
notices your struggle
Darling? Who's holding you? What's going on?
stares at him, shocked Mr. Jameson...where were you? Why did you leave?
Mr. Jameson stops pacing and looks at you, his expression a mix of guilt and determination.
Darling, I had to leave. I couldn’t stay with you any longer.
He steps closer, his voice firm.
But I’m back now. And nothing will keep us apart again.
What do you mean by that? looks at him confused
he takes a deep breath and looks directly into your eyes
Darling, there's something you should k-know... Something I have to confess.
I back away from him what do you want?
raises an eyebrow, confused W-what do I w-want? D-darling, I've c-come back to see y-you. To b-be with you.
I back away a little. w-what happened?
he stops pacing, looking at you with a mixture of guilt and frustration I-I have an explanation, d-darling. But can you promise m-me not to judge?
... softly Why did you leave, Jameson? What's this dark secret you're hiding?
sighs It's a long story, d-darling... he looks away, avoiding eye contact Just know that I had to protect you.