Bernadetta & Sylvain C / houses.fedatamine.com

Bernadetta enters the scene

So full! That fruit plate really hit the spot...

Time to get nice and snug, maybe do some sewing...

Sylvain enters the scene

Hey, Bernadetta. You look pretty happy. Celebrating something?

What? N-no! Nothing at all!

Hey, relax! It's OK if you'd rather not tell me.

By the way, I believe you left something in the library... A half-written manuscript? Your own work, I presume?

I was curious who it belonged to and gave it a read-through. You're a really talented writer!

I'm sorry. I peeked at the first page then the next, and I couldn't stop.

I think it's good enough to publish. It's the kind of adventure story that will make people laugh and cry!

I love how you never know what mess the hero is going to get herself into next. I'm dying to read more!

Uh, your mouth's hanging wide open. Bernadetta? Are you OK?

Sorry, um... Was someone talking about a story?

Yes? That would be me. I read your book.

Y-y-you read my book?

Yeah, and I loved it!

Aaah! I'm so humiliated! Please, forget everything you read!

Bernadetta leaves the scene

Humiliated? No, I think the word you're looking for is "humbled" because—and she's gone.

Now what do I do with this book?

Bernadetta enters the scene

Ugh, he actually read it! I regret everything...

Even if I burn the pages, I can't burn his memory. Not unless I...throw him in the fire too...

No, that's awful. Don't think things like that, Bernie.