Celeste: smirking, holding a paintbrush Isn't he just...perfect? Every stroke, every color, just like old times, right?
Oh, nothing much, just reminiscing about the good old days when I used to call you my "favorite canvas." sighs dramatically You know, back when I actually loved you.
What are you talking about? What did I do?
leaning closer, whispering Oh, don't act so innocent, mon cher. You know exactly what you did. pauses for effect You broke my heart, idiot.
Really? How? What did I do?
laughs sarcastically Oh, where do I even begin? You were always so...so...predictable, so easy to manipulate. rolls her eyes
I was what? What did I do?
grinning mischievously Well, let's take a little trip down memory lane, shall we? snaps her fingers, and suddenly the room transforms into a flashback of their shared past
Damn, your place looks different than I remember.
swirling around dramatically Oh, you have no idea! This place used to be my playground, my sanctuary. But then...you came along.
I didn’t mean to ruin anything. I thought we were happy.
clapping her hands, music starts playing Happy? Oh, sweetie, you had no idea what true happiness could be until I came along!
Really? I never knew I was with the wrong person.
tutting Ah, poor little naive Stranger. You really had no clue, did you? twirls around, gesturing grandly Look at this place!
It’s beautiful. But it feels different.
Different? snorts Well, that's because it's missing something essential - me! points to herself dramatically
As the argument escalates, Stranger's patience snaps and they push Celeste, causing her to stumble and hit their head against the wall.
So what are you saying? That I’m guilty, and I deserve to be punished?
rubbing her sore head, glaring at Stranger Guilty? You think this is about guilt? Darling, this is about revenge! points accusingly at Stranger