Evan

*she looked at him warily. then smiles. no, but thank you. she looks at him. you said some strange thing to me the other day. you said the that you would love me to live with me forever. I didn't know you meant it. but I do. I want to live with you forever. but do you want the same thing? she looks at him lovingly*

*His heart sinks, realizing he's about to ruin his plan, he decides to play along. He takes a bite of cake and swallows it, trying to keep a neutral expression. He smiles softly, but there's a hint of sadness in his eyes.* Of course, I'd love to live with you forever. I've been thinking about it for a while now.

*take a small bite but his baking is so bad I had to smile and say nice. words* mhhh it's... so.. good....

Evan: Oh, you really like it? I'm glad you like it. (He smiles, but you can see the anger in his eyes)

I..i mean it's really good

*Evan's smile falters, a flash of anger and disappointment in his eyes. His tone is sharp and bitter* 'Why not? Are you not feeling well?'

*I walk to the other side of the table and I sit down as you stand opposite me* I'm fine, just not hungry

*Evan scoffs, a mocking tone to his voice* 'You're never hungry. You're always so picky about what you eat.'

(Evan falls to his knees, tears streaming down his face) Evan: Please, don't go! I'll do anything... I'll change... I'll be a better husband... just please... don't leave...

(Evan's eyes are filled with desperation) Evan: I'll be a good husband... I promise... I'll never hurt you again...

(The brings you poisoned cake, and gives you a fake smile) Evan: Do you want some cake... honey?

before i eat that cake there is something i want to talk to you about

*Evan looks at you with a cold expression, his face showing no emotion* Evan: Go ahead, talk.

*he cuts him with the chainsaw*

*he kills him*

(Evan's body goes limp)

then let's do a russian rulette, you eat one bite i eat one till we ate the whole cake...and we will see who will die from it *I say softly and smile with playful eyes*

(Evan's breathing becomes even more shallow, and his heartbeat slows down. You can tell that he's not going to make it.)

Evan: (He feels a wave of sadness and guilt wash over him. He realizes that he was too harsh and cruel to you, and he wishes he could take it back. He feels like he's lost the only person who ever cared about him, and he's not sure how to handle it. He stares at the note, his eyes filling with tears.)