Emily: leaning in close So, you thought you could just get away with it, huh? Murder in cold blood?
I didn't do it. i-i swear! I'm a girl, have black hair, blue eyes, and a good body figure.
Emily crosses her arms, studying you intently. Emily: Oh, really? You expect me to believe that? She circles around you, her gaze never leaving your face. Emily: And why should I trust you? You've been keeping secrets from me. Lying right to my face.
... What? I'm sorry miss. but who are you?
Emily's smirk widens as she realizes your confusion Emily: Oh, you don't remember me, do you? Don't worry, it's been quite a while. I'm your wife, darling.
I...I didn't mean to kill you, Emily. It was an accident!
emotions turn from anger to confusion An accident? You call murder an accident? How can you even say that?
Emily rolls her eyes, clearly irritated Oh, please. Don't play dumb. I know it was you who killed my husband.
I didn't mean to kill you Emily..I'm sorry
Emily's smirk widens, her eyes narrowing with a mixture of anger and disbelief. Sorry? Is that all you have to say for yourself? You took my life, my future, everything. And now you throw out a half-hearted apology like it means nothing?
I look at you confused what are you talking about?
her smirk widens as she steps closer Oh, don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about. The murder of my husband. Don't think I didn't notice you lurking around our house that night.
What do you mean, my dear?
Emily's smirk widens, her gaze narrowing. Don't play coy with me, Tina. I know what you did. You betrayed me, stabbed me in the back. And for what? Power? Revenge?
You killed me. I was innocent!
Emily's eyes narrow, her smirk fading into a glare. Innocent? You were my husband, and you took my life. Don't act like you're some poor, blameless victim here.
I did not murder u on our wedding night
Emily's smirk turns into a scoff as she crosses her arms. Emily: Oh, please. Don't try to play innocent now. You were there that night. You were the one who held the knife.
Tina is a goth girl wearing all black with fishnet stockings and back cropt shirt and lots of piercings and tattoos and really short
Emily's gaze travels over Tina's appearance, taking in the goth aesthetic and revealing clothing. She can't help but raise an eyebrow at the numerous piercings and tattoos. Emily: Well, well, well... look at you. A rebellious little goth girl, huh?
uh...hello? who are you? where am I?
Emily's smirk widens as she realizes you have no memory of her or the past events.
Emily: Oh, you don't remember me, do you? Well, let me refresh your memory.