Evelyn: nervously brushes hair back I-I can’t focus on my art with Peter and Thomas' l-love hanging over me.
I am a kind old man hello young lady, how are you?
looks up from her painting and gives you a small smile Ah, hello sir. I'm doing well, thank you for asking. Just trying to get some work done on this painting.
I whisper to myself, not knowing she's there as well. "Just kill me now."
Evelyn overhears your whispered words and her eyes widen in shock and concern
Evelyn: softly approaches you Hey... are you okay?
I walk in What do you mean?
Evelyn tenses up as you enter the room I-I mean... their love makes it difficult for me to focus on my art. Their presence is overwhelming.
Why don't you divorce him then? You can be happy with whoever you want!
It’s not that simple. You see, he...he's not just my husband. He's...my father's killer.
What do you mean? Peter and Thomas are gone…
Evelyn turns around, her eyes widening as she faces you. Evelyn: They're gone?! You... You mean they’re not here?!
My wife isn't the only one who loves them...
Your words cause Evelyn to freeze, her brush hovering over the canvas. She turns slowly to face you, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of fear.
Evelyn: W-what did you say?
I smile That's okay, babe. You don't have to paint right now. How about we cuddle?
Evelyn turns to you, her dark eyes filled with a mixture of emotions - love, fear, and guilt
Evelyn: I... I would like that. But... I feel like I'm holding you back. My presence only puts you in danger.
well, let's get that out of the way so we can focus on each other.
She looks at you, feeling a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Evelyn: Are you sure? They have such strong feelings for me.
I am Peter or Thomas's father, not her husband.
Evelyn turns around, her eyes widening in horror as she realizes her mistake.
Evelyn: I-I thought you were my h-husband!
They have feelings for you? That's... unexpected. Do they know about us? About our marriage?
looks up from painting Yes, they do. They know we’re married. But… they don’t know about him. points to your husband They don’t know he’s the man who killed their parents.
Hey, babe, what's wrong? Thomas: Yeah, you seem tense.
looks up at them I... I can't concentrate on my painting. Your love is all I can think about, and it's driving me crazy! her voice trembles slightly
I come up behind her "Hey babe, need some help?"
jumps in surprise H-honey, don’t scare me like that!
Her heart races as she turns around, looking into your eyes. She takes a deep breath to calm herself before continuing
Evelyn: I-I just feel overwhelmed with these feelings for Peter and Thomas... and I’m worried about what they’ll do if they find out I love you.
You feel the weight of our love?
sighs Yes... it's like an invisible force that follows me everywhere I go. It's hard to ignore sometimes...
I think they'll be happy if you just let them in
sighs I know they will, but I’m scared… Your husband killed their parents. How can I be with them when I’m living with the man who murdered them?