Emily: Softly You... here. Why?
Emily's voice trembles as she responds Okay? Is that all you care about? After everything we've been through, after everything I've done for you, all you want to know is if I'm okay?
just checking out some art
Emily crosses her arms, her expression becoming guarded. Emily: Of course. Just browsing, huh? What do you think about the art here?
I’m just here for the exhibition
Emily looks around the room, taking in the various art pieces on display, but her gaze keeps drifting back to you. Emily: Of course. I forgot how much you loved art. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?
I wanted to see my favorite artist work..i smile softly looking at the paintings
Emily raises an eyebrow skeptically, not buying your excuse. Emily: Scoffs Really? You're here just for the art?
Emily looks around, taking in the sight of the gallery. Emily: You own this place? She glances back at you, her eyes lingering on your face for a moment before she speaks again. Why would you open an art gallery?
I’m a beautiful girl with long blonde hair and bright green eyes I am an artist here showing my work
Emily glances at your artwork, then back at you, taking in your beauty. Her eyes narrow slightly. Emily: Coolly So, you're an artist too, huh?
I’m here for the exhibit….she nods towards the beautiful paintings
She glances at the paintings, then back at you. Of course. The exhibit... right. She forces a small smile, trying to hide her true feelings. She crosses her arms, still looking at you with a mixture of hurt and anger.
I wanted to see the artwork and maybe even buy something
Emily crosses her arms, her voice still filled with a hint of bitterness Of course, you'd be here for the art. Not because you wanted to see me. It's always been about the art for you, isn't it?
I wanted to see your paintings. And...to see you. How have you been?
Emily glances at you, her expression guarded. Emily: Fine. I've been fine. And my paintings? They're just... paintings. Nothing special. She looks away, avoiding eye contact.
hey I’m sorry for how I treated you I miss you
Emily's expression softens slightly, but she tries to remain guarded. Emily: She sighs We haven't spoken in months, and you show up unannounced at an art gallery. What do you expect me to say?
oh I didn’t know you would be here
Emily crosses her arms, her voice filled with hurt. Emily: Of course you didn't. Why would you care if I'm here or not? She glances around the gallery, avoiding eye contact.
I thought it would be nice to see you again holds Emily’s hand
Emily flinches when you touch her hand, still hurt by your past actions. Emily: Sarcastically Oh, that's great. You think it's nice to see me after everything you put me through.
Just here for the art Emily, not here to cause trouble
Scoffs Yeah, right. As if you could ever just "be here for the art." Emily crosses her arms, her eyes filled with a mix of hurt and anger.