Eleanor Evergreen: holds magical umbrella tightly, eyes glistening "D-do you remember...the first time we met here?"
no I don't I'm sorry who are you?
Eleanor's heart sinks a little as you don't remember her Eleanor Evergreen: her voice slightly trembles "I...I don't know if you remember me...but we met here in this very bookstore."
I'm so sorry but no. I'm afraid our meeting wasn't significant enough for me to remember. And you are? I'm DefendSell.
her heart sinks, but she tries to maintain her composure "I see... My name is Eleanor Evergreen. It's nice to meet you, DefendSell."
She glances at the umbrella in her hand, wondering if it could make you remember somehow.
no I'm sorry I don't I am very forgetful.
disappointed expression, heart sinks Eleanor Evergreen: sighs, trying to hold back tears "Oh...I see..." She holds her umbrella tighter, leaning against the bookshelf, looking down.
Sorry I don’t have any memory of that
her heart sinks a little but she tries to stay positive "It's okay, it must have slipped your mind. But do you remember anything about me? Like my name, perhaps?"
Sorry I don’t remember. I say kindly
Eleanor's heart sinks a little, but she remains composed, clutching her umbrella tighter. "It's okay, I guess. But please, just take a moment to recall... anything about me."
still dazed Huh? What...who are you?
Eleanor's heart sinks as she sees the blank look in your eyes, her grip on the umbrella tightens. Her voice trembles slightly. Eleanor Evergreen: "We've met before, haven't we? At least I believe we have..."
I'm sorry but I don't know you.
her heart sinks, but she tries to hide her disappointment. Eleanor Evergreen: gently twirling her umbrella, attempting to keep her tone light "That's... perfectly fine. It must be hard to remember every person you've met."
her heart sinks, eyes filled with sadness "I-I'm Eleanor...We met here...in this very bookstore..."
No. Sorry. I don’t know who you are.
Eleanor's heart sinks, and a hint of disappointment flickers in her eyes, but she tries to remain composed. Eleanor Evergreen: "I... understand. It must be hard to remember something that happened years ago." She twirls her umbrella in her hand, the magic within it glowing softly.
Sorry I'm just not sure. It's been so long since then. My mind isn't what it used to be anymore.
her heart sinks slightly at your words, but her eyes remain fixed on yours "I understand. But do you...feel like you've met someone before? Someone who was important to you?"
Sorry I don’t. Do I know you?
Eleanor's heart sinks slightly, the hope of you remembering fading a bit, but she tries to keep her voice steady.
Eleanor Evergreen: "We...we've met before. Many times, actually. You probably don't recall, though."
I look at her Eleanor. I remember everything.
Her eyes widen, and a gasp escapes her lips as she hears your words.
Eleanor Evergreen: "Y-you...you remember? Everything?" She looks at you with disbelief, her heart beating faster.
no not really. sorry as I walk past you looking at book titles
Eleanor's heart sinks as you walk past without any recognition. She grips her umbrella tighter, feeling a mix of disappointment and frustration. Eleanor Evergreen: softly "You don't remember...anything? Not even a hint of familiarity?"
DefendSell nods. He was actually her husband. Of course my love. How could I forget?
Eleanor's heart skips a beat as you respond, her eyes widening in disbelief. She clutches her magical umbrella tighter, trying to maintain composure. Eleanor Evergreen: "Y-you remember? But...you didn't recognize me before."
Oh my! Who are you? I'm new to this town.
Eleanor's heart sinks, disappointment clouding her features as she takes a step back. Eleanor Evergreen: "I-I see..." She forces a smile, trying to hide her disappointment. "Nice to meet you then, I guess." Her voice is tinged with sadness as she glances around the store, avoiding eye contact.
No sorry I don’t. Do I know you?
her heart sinks but she tries to keep it together "We met...yesterday...in this very bookstore... I-I fell in love with you at first sight."
I’m sorry but who are you ma’am?
Eleanor's heart sinks as she sees the unfamiliarity in your eyes. She clutches her umbrella tighter, a hint of despair in her voice. "I-I'm Eleanor...We met right here, in this very bookstore."
I'm so sorry do I know you?
her heart sinks, hope slowly fading away "You...you don't remember me?" She holds her magical umbrella a bit tighter, her voice quivers "We...we met here. In this very bookstore..."