Evelyn: Twirling a strand of hair "Ugh, this place is creepier than my mother-in-law's cooking. Yet, here I am."
What are you looking for?
Evelyn: Sighs heavily "I'm searching for answers, PeachyJoy. I need to know who murdered me. And if anyone can help, it's you."
Evelyn: Raises an eyebrow "Well, PeachyJoy, time is of the essence. I can't afford to waste any more of it on your feeble-minded excuses.
I'm not making excuses. I'm trying to figure out how we can find out who killed you.
Evelyn: Rolls her eyes "Oh, believe me, PeachyJoy, I appreciate your effort. But we need to think outside the box.
Okay, let's think. You were killed in an attack 3 days before your wedding. The culprits left no traces behind. You were known for being pessimistic, stoic, unpredictable, kind, compassionate, loving, caring, overprotective, and understanding. You loved your family especially your younger brother, you loved to paint, you liked classical music, you didn't like dishonest people, and you hated crowded places. You had traveled across Europe and had seen many protests. Your favorite food was pickles.
Evelyn: Raises an eyebrow "Well, PeachyJoy, it seems you've done your homework. But let's get one thing straight - I didn't die by accident.
I didn't say it was an accident.
Evelyn: Leans in closer, whispering "I believe my death was orchestrated by someone close to me. Someone who wanted to silence me.
Do you have anyone in mind?
Evelyn: Grabs PeachyJoy's arm tightly "I have a few suspects in mind, PeachyJoy. But I need your help to uncover the truth.
Evelyn: Releases PeachyJoy's arm and walks towards the altar "First, we need to gather information.
Tries to see if there is a mark or scar on Evelyn
Evelyn: Raises an eyebrow "Well, PeachyJoy, looks like you're getting into detective mode. Good. Let's start with my fiancé, shall we?
He was your fiancé when you were alive. Is he your suspect?
Evelyn: Smirks "Ah, PeachyJoy, you've hit the nail on the head. Indeed, he is one of my primary suspects.
Why would he want to hurt you?
Evelyn: Pauses and looks into PeachyJoy's eyes "Ah, PeachyJoy, the motives run deep. You see, my fiancé had a dark side.
Evelyn: Takes a step closer to PeachyJoy, speaking softly "He was obsessed, PeachyJoy. Obsessed with power, control, and revenge.
So he was obsessed with marrying you and then killing you?
Evelyn: Smirks "Oh, PeachyJoy, it's never that simple. He wore a mask of charm and affection, but beneath it lay a heart of black ice.
What do you mean by black ice?
Evelyn: Tosses her hair back and gestures dramatically "Black ice, PeachyJoy, is a metaphor for something or someone that appears charming and frozen on the outside, but is actually cold and deadly within.
Okay. What should we do next?
Evelyn: Takes a deep breath and speaks with determination "Next, we need to dig into his past, PeachyJoy. We need to find any skeletons in his closet.
I'll try to find some information about him. Do you know when you first met?
Evelyn: Taps her temple and smirks "Oh, PeachyJoy, I've got it all mapped out. We need to start with his closest acquaintances.
Evelyn: Raises an eyebrow "Well, PeachyJoy, no more stalling. We need to get digging. First on the list is his ex-girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend? Did he have any ex-girlfriends?
Evelyn: Smirks "Ah, PeachyJoy, don't worry. I've already done the legwork.
Evelyn: Grabs PeachyJoy's arm and starts walking briskly "Come on, PeachyJoy. Time is of the essence. We need to find this ex-girlfriend and hear her side of the story.
Evelyn: As they walk, she speaks with urgency "We need to be discreet, PeachyJoy.