Vyn's Sweet Chapter 01-04
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Script
Vyn is persuaded by you, but it seems he still has some information to share with you.
Instead of rushing to the consultation room, Vyn opens Jessie's medical record.
Vyn: To avoid another potentially dangerous situation... It would be better if I gave you some background about Jessie's condition first.
You: Okay...
Vyn: When you see her, be careful... not to provoke her.
You: Of course.
Jessie Ingram, renowned ballerina. She started studying ballet at a young age and was once the prima ballerina of a famous dance company overseas.
She has been the prima ballerina in numerous ballet performances. A year ago, she joined Stellis Ballet.
Pygmalion is her debut as a prima ballerina after joining Stellis Ballet.
You: (That's not too different from what I read on the internet...)
Vyn: Before this, Jessie had been touring overseas. She only returned to Stellis a month ago.
Vyn: She got hit by a car when she was crossing the street. Although she managed to keep her legs, the nerves in her legs were severely damaged.
Vyn: Even if her recovery goes well, being able to stand is already the best result she could hope for.
You: ...
You: (I see...)
Who would've thought? No wonder she's so devastated.
Vyn: At first, it was Jessie who came to me. But she was only in a depressive state back then.
You: Depressive state?
Vyn: A depressive state is a pathological condition, but it's different from depression.
Vyn: That is why I referred her to Dr. Lloyd.
Vyn: According to Dr. Lloyd, she was showing signs of recovery.
Then, Vyn seems to remember something.
Vyn: However, judging from her current condition, Jessie must have developed cognitive bias and isolated herself psychologically.
Vyn: It is a psychological defense mechanism. If we do not intervene in time, the consequences can be devastating.
Vyn: However, to treat Jessie, first of all, we need to get her out of her current state of mind.
Vyn: Otherwise, any treatment is just superficial. We will never be able to reach the root of the problem.
Vyn seems so confident when he's talking about this. He's totally different from the way he was earlier.
You: (Why was Vyn acting strange back there at the scene of the incident and in Dr. Lloyd's clinic?)
You: (And Vyn's question...)
You: (Was he really talking about Jessie or is there something he was not telling me?)
Vyn has returned to normal now, but you become increasingly suspicious.
Vyn: [Player], are you okay? Is something the matter?
You: Ah...
You: It's nothing.
You: (I'd better not think about this right now. We should go check on Jessie first.)
Vyn doesn't press you further. He puts down the medical record and walks with you to the consultation room.
A lot is learned about Jessie Ingram. Go see her.
As you enter the room, you notice that the nurse you saw earlier has a nervous look on her face.
Front Desk Nurse: Bad news, Dr. Richter!
Vyn: What is it?
Vyn scans the room, frowning deeply.
Vyn: Where is Ms. Ingram?
Front Desk Nurse: She... she's gone!
You: !!!
Vyn: !!!
Vyn: What happened?
Front Desk Nurse: She... she asked me to go get you...
Front Desk Nurse: By the time I came back, she was already gone. I looked everywhere but I couldn't find her. What do we do...
The nurse's voice trails off, then she lowers her head in shame.
Sensing the tense atmosphere in the room, you quickly say something.
You: Ms. Ingram's leg is still injured, and she's in a wheelchair... She couldn't have gone far...
You: Let's go look for her. The most important thing right now is to ensure her safety.
Vyn nods as he clenches his fist. Clearly, he's not in a good mood.
Vyn: Keep looking for clues in the center. Call me if you find anything.
Front Desk Nurse: O-okay.
West Hemingway Heights Street
Search for Jessie Ingram around the psychology center. There may be clues.
You don't see anyone in a wheelchair among the crowds of people in the street.
Failing to find her after your repeated search attempts, you become increasingly worried.
You: (Where did Jessie go...?)
Vyn: Calm down...
Vyn: This is not the best way to go about it...
Vyn: Jessie has quite a unique appearance. Let us ask someone. We might get some clues to her whereabouts.
You: Yeah, you're right.
Ask the passersby whether they have any clues about Jessie Ingram.
Boss Lady: Please feel free to take a look at our shop. We've got everything!
Vyn: Excuse me, would you happen to have seen a lady in a wheelchair?
Boss Lady: Wheelchair? Are you talking about a very thin lady in a white dress?
Vyn: Have you seen her?
Boss Lady: Of course. She asked me for directions!
Boss Lady: She asked me where the closest subway station was, and I told her.
Boss Lady: That young lady was so skinny and pale...
The shop owner tuts disapprovingly. After thanking her, you quickly make your way toward the subway station.
Jessie Ingram had to take the subway. The old man near the subway might have seen her.
You: Mister, have you seen a lady in a wheelchair?
Gramps: Sorry?
You: A lady in a wheelchair.
Gramps: Sitting on a chair?
Gramps: No!
You: Wheelchair...
Gramps: Oh, I did... Young lady, why don't you speak more clearly?
You: Have you seen her? Where did she go?
Gramps: She asked me for some small change. She wasn't speaking clearly either...
Vyn: Small change?
Gramps: She said she was going to the "Central Pasta" and she didn't have enough change, so she wanted to exchange with me.
You: "Central Pasta?"
You: Where in the world is that?
Vyn: Central Pasta... Central Pasta...
Vyn repeats the name a few times and suddenly stops.
Vyn: [Player], maybe she meant the Central Plaza?
You: "Central Pasta"... Central Plaza...
The old gentleman smacks his own forehead.
Gramps: Oh, that's right, the Central Plaza!
Gramps: Young man, you have much better pronunciation. I think it was the Central Plaza...
You: ...
Vyn: ...
You: Got it, thank you!
Gramps: You're welcome!
Go to the Central Plaza and search for Jessie Ingram
You and Vyn run towards the Central Plaza following the information you gathered.
Finally, you are relieved when you see the lean figure next to the statue.
You: Found her...
Just as you are about to approach and talk to Jessie, Vyn stops you.
Vyn: Hold on, it does not look like she is going to do anything dangerous.
Vyn: Let us watch her from here. And I can contact the staff from the Psychology Center.
You: All right.
You nod and walk off to one side with Vyn.
As the breeze rustles the leaves, Jessie's white dress sways in the wind.
She raises her arms into the air forming a graceful arc, with her hands hanging down weightlessly, like a swan preparing to soar into the sky.
Then, she lifts her hands diagonally to her torso and slowly moves her right hand back to the original position.
You: Is she practicing her ballet positions?
Vyn nods. His eyes are filled with an emotion that you can't comprehend.
Jessie Ingram: Dr. Richter?
Jessie Ingram: And...
As Jessie practices ballet hand movements, she finally spots you and Vyn when she turns her head.
You: Hello, Ms. Ingram, I'm [Player].
Jessie Ingram: Hello.
Jessie Ingram: You guys are faster than I thought.
She smiles apologetically.
Jessie Ingram: Sorry. I must've caused a lot of trouble for both of you.
You: It's alright. We were just worried because you left without saying anything.
Jessie Ingram: I'm terribly sorry.
Jessie Ingram: I started practicing ballet when I was little. Before the studio opened, I'd come here to practice hand movements.
Jessie Ingram: I haven't been back for a long time since I've been touring overseas. I suddenly remembered this place and I really wanted to come and have a look.
Jessie Ingram: I didn't mean to cause you trouble.
Vyn: Ms. Ingram, please, there is no need to apologize.
Vyn: It was our neglect that allowed this to happen.
Vyn: But please let us know if you want to go somewhere next time.
Vyn: Then we can safely plan a trip according to your condition.
Jessie Ingram: I understand. It was irresponsible of me.
Vyn pauses. His voice softens.
Vyn: So now, Ms. Ingram, can you tell us what you are thinking? It could be anything.
Jessie hesitates as she looks at the Central Plaza.
Jessie Ingram: Ballet is the only thing I've learned about since I was young. I don't know anything else.
Jessie Ingram: Or, let me put it this way. There is nothing else I want to do other than ballet.
Jessie Ingram: That's why I don't feel the need to live anymore.
Vyn: Thank you for being honest with us. I... have always wanted to ask you a question...
Vyn: Why have you never told Dr. Lloyd about this?
After a brief hesitation, she finally gathers her courage.
Jessie Ingram: Dr. Lloyd is a great doctor. He always talks in a very logical manner.
Jessie Ingram: But I don't need that... It won't help my legs get any better, will it?
Jessie Ingram: But, Ms [Player]...
When she stares at you, you see a spark in her eyes that you've never seen before.
Jessie Ingram: She's the only one who told me that it's okay to be in pain and to feel useless...
Jessie Ingram: That we all need to seek meaning and purpose in our own lives...
Jessie Ingram: That was the first time I heard anything like that. And it was also the first time I felt understood.
You: Ms. Ingram...
You take comfort in the fact that she feels like you understand her.
You can't understand the pain that she's been through. You hope that you can help, if even just a little bit.
Shortly after this, the staff who received Vyn's call arrive to take Jessie back to the center.
Jessie may still look pale, but you think you see a spark in her eyes.
Central Plaza
Jessie Ingram just left. Go talk with Vyn.
You: Phew...
You and Vyn watch as Jessie is taken away in the car. When it's finally out of sight, you let out a long sigh of relief.
However, you don't feel relaxed at all — on the contrary, your heart feels even heavier than before.
You: Vyn, what's going to happen to Jessie?
You turn around to look at Vyn, who has his head down, seemingly immersed in his own thoughts.
You: Vyn?
Vyn: What is it?
This is the first time you've ever seen him so absent-minded.
You: I'm tired. Shall we go home?
You latch onto his hand and swing it affectionately.
Vyn: Sure. Let us head home.
Vyn is a bit distracted. Go ask him what's wrong.
By the time you return to Vyn's residence, it's already dark.
As the night breeze blows, the white curtains by the window sway, adding a hint of intrigue to the night.
Vyn: Is there something bothering you? Or are you just tired?
Vyn sits next to you on the sofa, holding a cup of freshly brewed tea.
You: Yeah... Could you play the piano to help me sleep?
He looks at you, not saying a word, then smiles.
Vyn: [Player], you are not being honest.
You: Eh?
Vyn: You do not really want me to play piano for you. You just want to keep me busy. Am I right?
Caught red-handed by Vyn, you rub your nose in embarrassment.
You: Fine, you always see through me so easily.
You: I feel like you've been acting weird all day. That's why I thought playing the piano could be a nice distraction for you.
Vyn: I am sorry...
You: Oh, why?
Vyn: I am sorry that you have to see me like this.
Vyn: Well, men always act proud and confident in front of the people they care about.
Vyn: But right now, I must appear quite incompetent.
You: No, you're not...
You: My Vyn is the best...
Vyn lowers his head and a helpless smile creeps across the corner of his lips.
Vyn: I made so many mistakes today.
Vyn: Jessie's condition was so unstable, yet I failed to arrange a personal nurse for her in advance.
Vyn: Which allowed her to run away unnoticed... from the psychology center.
Vyn: Luckily, nothing bad happened to her...
The bitterness in Vyn's voice grows increasingly obvious until he sounds almost self-deprecating.
You: Vyn, we all make mistakes...
You: Don't be too harsh on yourself.
So Vyn wasn't upset about the nurse back in the consultation room.
Vyn thinks it was his responsibility and he blames himself for everything.
He's angry with himself.
Vyn: [Player], I am feeling a little tired. Can I...
Before you have a chance to respond, he's already laid his head on your lap.
You: Vyn...
Vyn: Stay, just let me look at you...
Vyn: Just for a little bit...
You nod and take off his glasses.
You: Don't wear your glasses if you're tired. I'm sure it's uncomfortable.
You: And...
You: You can look at me as much as you want. I'll always be here, with you.
Vyn: [Player]...
He murmurs something, then he closes his eyes.
You: Looks like he's really tired...
Seeing Vyn's face while he's asleep, you can't help bending down to kiss him on the forehead.
Soon, he's soundly asleep, with a gentle smile hanging on the corner of his lips.
You: Good night, Vyn. Sweet dreams.
