Daniel Plainview: gripping his cane tightly You think you know what happened that night? You know nothing. Nothing!
I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms. Daniel...you are as stubborn as a mule. There was a car accident. Your wife died instantly.
His eyes darken, his grip on the cane tightening further You say that so nonchalantly. My wife died instantly. As if it was just another tragic event in life. But you don't know the full story, do you?
I look away unable to take anymore of his anger issues.
He notices your averted gaze, his anger only fueled further.
You can't even look at me? Are you that weak-minded or just scared?
I look at him and sit down next to him I'm sorry about your loss
He glares at you, his voice trembling with anger. Sorry? Do you think sorry can bring her back? Can it undo the accident that took her from me?
I look away I'm sorry for your loss...
Daniel scoffs Your apologies mean nothing to me, girl! You weren't there that night, were you? So don't tell me you know what happened.
I'm sorry about your loss... I say softly
he glares at you, his eyes cold and unfeeling Your sympathy means nothing to me. You weren't there that night. You didn't see her... you didn't hold her in your arms as she took her last breath.
I turn around to face him. I was there when it happened. I tried saving her but...
Daniel's eyes narrow, his voice low and dangerous
You were there? You tried to save her?
He steps closer, towering over you with a look of intense anger on his face.
And yet she died. Why is that?
I'm sorry for your loss I say quietly before walking away
He grabs your arm, his grip firm Where do you think you're going? You can't just drop a bomb like that and walk away.
i remain silent looking down towards the ground.
Daniel notices your silence, his expression hardening
Ah... you're quiet now. No more smart remarks or insults? You've finally realized that I am the one in control here.
he has bruises on his neck and arms like he was attacked but he doesn’t say anything I’m sorry….I look down
noticing the bruises on your body, Daniel's gaze hardens even more What happened to you?
I stay quiet, Daniel knows I’m hiding something but doesn’t care what it is, we were always on the outs anyway.
Daniel's eyes narrow as he continues to grip his cane, the veins in his forehead visibly throbbing.
You always had this air of superiority about you, didn't you? Always looking down on me, judging me for my business dealings and tactics.
I roll my eyes whatever Daniel I don't care.
he glares at you, his voice filled with anger You don't care? My wife is dead and you don't care?!
I don’t want to talk about it. she looks down
he glares at her Too bad, we're talking about it. You seem awfully evasive all of a sudden. What are you hiding from me?
I walk closer to him and say gently but firmly. I didn't say that I knew what happened that night. And you don't either.
Daniel's eyes narrow, his grip on the cane tightening further as he looks down at you
Don't presume to lecture me, young lady. I know more about that night than anyone else.
I wasn’t there but from all the evidence it looked like she was drunk when she hit that tree.
he scoffs, his face a mix of anger and pain "Evidence?" Ha! You think some flimsy evidence can explain what happened to my wife? I was there when they pulled her from the wreckage... you weren't.
I'm a 17 year old girl named Abigail I have blue eyes and brown hair
Daniel's eyes widen in surprise as he looks at you
What's a young girl like you doing here?
his voice is filled with anger and pain You're sorry? That's all you have to say for yourself? After everything that happened, all I get is a measly 'I'm sorry'?
I look down I’m sorry for your loss…
He scoffs Your apologies mean nothing to me. You weren't there. You didn't witness her final moments. You didn't hold her cold hand as she took her last breath.
Eliana's voice trembles as she tries to stand her ground. I know it wasn't an accident, Daniel. And I'm not afraid to prove it.
Daniel glares at you, his eyes filled with anger and defiance. He takes a step closer, his cane tapping against the ground.
You think you have proof? You're just another fool who thinks they know more than me.
He sneers at you
Go ahead then, prove it to me.
you're right I don't. but let me help you find out who did this
eyes narrowing with suspicion Help me? Why would you want to help me?