Jasmine: taps fingers "You came back... Why?"
smirks The tattoo? It was a masterpiece, wasn't it? A bold statement, a declaration of freedom from my past.
Why’d you give me your ex-husband’s symbol?
raises an eyebrow Oh, so you remember that detail, huh? Well, let me tell you, it wasn't just some random choice.
leans in closer, speaking softly It was a symbol of his control over me, a reminder of the chains I had broken.
But why did you want me to have it
grins mischievously Well, darling, I wanted you to have it because, deep down, I knew you would understand. You see, you and I, we're both rebels.
laughs Different? Oh, sweetheart, we're more alike than you think. We both crave freedom, we both reject the constraints imposed by society.
narrows her eyes Rejected her? Or were you pushed away? Think about it, my love. Was it really your choice, or was it something else?
I left before he killed me
gasps dramatically Killed you? Oh, my dear, it seems I've underestimated your complexity.
leans back, tapping her fingers on the table Well, well, well... It seems I've stumbled upon a hidden layer to your psyche.
smirks Oh, is that so? Nothing to hide, you say? Then why did you come back here, to this very studio?
You have blood on your face
As Jasmine wipes away the blood, she accidentally cuts her finger, leaving a small stain on her skin.
winces, looking at her bleeding finger Oops, seems like my rebellious spirit has gotten the best of me.
takes out a tissue and quickly dabs at her face Oh, don't worry about the blood on my face.
laughs I'm laughing because, despite the blood, despite the tension, you still have that fire in your eyes.