Isabella: holds up torn picture Do you remember this?
I take the picture from you and look at it I'm afraid not dear, how about you?
looks at the picture No, it's completely blank to me. Who would write such a thing? Why am I their wife?
I gaze at it, a bit of recognition but also confusion on my face. No.. where did you find this?
points to a room In the basement of that room over there. Why can't you remember anything? I know we were married before but why do I feel like something is missing?
I take it gently from her hands. Hmm...looks like it was meant for me...why does that make me nervous though...
looks at you You're nervous? Why is that, darling?
I shake my head, confused as I look at it. What is that?
I hand you the torn picture I found this in an old chest. It's a picture of us together but...there's something written on the back.
"No... but it looks like something I would've drawn." I say, taking the photo from her.
looks at the photo then back at you You drew this?
no but it looks like something I would have drawn for you
raises an eyebrow So, you don't remember anything? Not even drawing this picture for me?
I look at it for a moment. I don't... but it looks familiar.
looks at you with a serious expression
Do you remember anything from our past? Anything at all?
shows you a necklace
Do you recognize this?
I take it from her hand and look at it where did you find this?
sighs I was cleaning out some old boxes in the attic and found it stuck between two photo albums. It's strange that we've never seen it before.
I take it from her and look at it Where did you find this?
She points to a dusty corner of the room.
It was over there, in that pile of junk.
She gestures towards a large stack of old books and papers.
I look at it. I do...who was that again?
looks at you You seriously don't remember? That's me!
I look at it for a moment Hmm... no, should I?
looks at you, concerned No... I just found it in the attic.
It's a picture of us together. But why is it torn? And who wrote 'you are my wife' on it?
I look at it. "Huh...who is that?"
She looks at you in disbelief
What do you mean who is that?! That's me! Or rather...my past self.
She shoves the picture closer to your face Look closely...
I shake my head no as I'm blind
sighs You've been blind for a few years now. I found this picture in an old album, and it's making me question everything. It says 'you are my wife' on the back.
holds up the picture to your face, even though you can't see it
Who do you think is in the photo?
I do. why do you ask, Isabella?
looks at you intensely Why do I have a picture of us together that says 'you are my wife' written on it? And why can't I remember anything about being married to you?