EMERSON
"I went to his studio; every art piece he made was amazing and lovely. I didn't know that he had such a craze about painting. 'You paint so well,Evan. You are such an artist. Thanks.' 'Well, we will collaborate in the future, or we'll do an exhibition,' he replied. 'Sure, why not.' I'm very glad that Evan knows everything about me and remembers everything about me. I didn't know that he notices me that well. I saw his painting done by one; many of them are on some weather aesthetic, portrait of models. He paints so neatly. Every painting reflects how much he loves the art of painting. There was a big painting there and a red cloth over it to cover the painting. I was about to remove the cloth from the painting, but suddenly Evan interrupted me. 'If you don't mind, you can't see that picture,' Evan requested. 'Well, okay. It's fine,' I replied.
Maybe he had something personal in that picture, but I'm curious.After coming from Evan's house, I decided to go for the case of Jules. I can't believe that Jules is no more. I tugged at the necklace she gave me, 'pour toujours.' I went straight to their office; Detective Barker was there. 'Hello, sir!' 'Hi,' he replied. 'Any news about the case?' 'Well, we tried to solve the case, but unfortunately, we didn't find any clues. We investigated her house, but there was no sign of a knife on the day she died. We tried to solve the case, but she doesn't even have her phone.
You said that you became her friend on social media, but there is no phone at all,' he replied. 'We need to figure out where her phone is because in that case, we will know her social connections,' he added.
'Well, I don't know what's going on. We used to talk to each other; maybe she lost it, and that's why we didn't have any connections for many months. Well, I will take charge of her funeral.'"
"On my way, the only thing moving in my mind was who did this murder. I know Jules had the worst habit of making boyfriends. I always stopped her from these things, but she always said that she is lonely and she needs it. Maybe one of her boyfriends killed her, but why would anyone do that? Someone killed her out of jealousy; at least she was the best in her career. Maybe someone like Gary did this. On that day, Gary was about to punch her just because he was drunk. Maybe Jules found a jerk like Gary. 'I told you, Jules, not to do such things. I lost you, Jules. I'm wearing a black frock; all the arrangements for Jules'funeral are done by me. I wish her family would be here. They didn't support her in life, but at least give support at the time of her death.'With a heavy heart, I gave the eulogy for Jules. It started to rain. We both loved the rain, but today I hate every drop of rain. All my memories are turning blue, and I'm feeling so much pain. Right now I won't understand something that memories are something we have or something we lost .I need someone to talk. The only thing left in my mind is Evan. I need him. I really need him. I need to tell him everything."