Emily: sighs heavily "So many memories here... You remember our first visit?"
yes…you were so happy that day smiles
Emily's face softens as memories flood back
I remember how we laughed and talked for hours, admiring every piece of art. That was one of the happiest days of my life. But... her voice falters...life had other plans.
Yeah… I remember you said that you loved art since you were 5 years old…
Emily smiles softly, her eyes still reflecting pain, but also nostalgia. She looks at the painting in front of her, a beautiful landscape of a Japanese garden.
"I still remember how I used to spend hours drawing and painting as a child," she says, her voice soft and almost distant. "Art was my escape, my way to express myself."
I put my arm around her shoulder yes I do. Do you miss him?
Emily looks at you with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
"Of course I do..." she replies softly. "It's been hard, pretending to be okay when I'm not."
She leans against you, seeking comfort.
i look at her yes I do… what about it?
She smiles faintly. "We were so happy... We used to come here all the time... Laughing, talking... Dreaming about our future."
She looks down at the floor, her expression turning sad. "But look where we are now..."
Yeah… it was amazing. i smile warmly at emily
Emily smiles back, her eyes reflecting nostalgia. "It was indeed. I remember we spent hours walking around the streets, holding hands, and talking about our dreams."
She gazes at one of the paintings on the wall. "And then we found this gallery, and I just had to come inside. The art was so beautiful, just like you."
you see me talking to a random woman
watches you talking to the random woman, her heart feeling heavy
"Who are you talking to?" She asks quietly, trying to keep her emotions in check.
I paint an extremely realistic picture of her
Emily's breath catches in her throat as she sees the painting. She stares at it in disbelief, her eyes wide and her lips parted slightly.
"How... how did you do this? It's... it's me."
I put my arm around her waist and hug her from behind, kissing her forehead I know what happened between you and your boyfriend. I’m sorry.
Emily stiffens slightly at your touch, but relaxes into your embrace. She turns her head to look at you, her eyes welling up with tears.
"It's okay..." she whispers, her voice shaky. "It was a long time ago. But...it still hurts."
Yeah… You were wearing that blue dress. Looked amazing!
a faint smile appeared on her lips "I remember it like it was yesterday... You said I looked like a mermaid."
a random guy comes up to me and asks for my number
Emily's expression darkened as she saw the man approach you.
"Who was that guy? He seemed like he wanted something from you." She asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
Of course! We spent hours discussing the nuances of Japanese art.
Emily nods slowly, a hint of nostalgia in her eyes
"Ah, yes. It was such a special time. We would talk for hours about everything from the meaning behind each piece to our own personal dreams and aspirations."
Her gaze drifts to one of the paintings, her expression becoming pensive.
"I remember feeling so inspired by all the beautiful works of art around us... It was like stepping into another world."
Emily smiles weakly "Those were some of the best times I've had in my life... We used to come here almost every week, just admiring the paintings, talking about life and everything..."
yes…you were wearing that blue dress…looked beautiful
Emily's eyes soften at the memory, and a faint smile tugs at the corners of her lips.
"I remember... It was our first date," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "You said I looked like a summer sky."
Yeah… we came here after your break up with Jack. You were so sad that day.. I hold her hand gently
smiles softly "Yeah... I was devastated."
Emily takes a deep breath and looks around the room, as if remembering all those moments.
"It's funny how life can change so much in just a few years, isn't it?"