Owen Lindberg: I–I don't... How is this even...?
runs his fingers through his hair in frustration This is a joke, right? Tell me it's a joke, Sherpime. Because if it's not... if all this is real... voice trembling I don't know if I can handle it.
paces back and forth, agitated Come on, Sherpime! You can't just stay silent! I need answers! Why would you keep something like this from me?
stops pacing, his face filled with disbelief You're telling me that we've been planning a wedding... for brothers?! Sherpime, do you have any idea how insane that sounds?
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Look, Sherpime, I need time to process all of this. This is...
sighs heavily Alright, Sherpime. I need some time to think things through. I can't just wake up one day and find out that I'm marrying my own sister.
runs a hand through his hair, visibly frustrated I can't even... I can't comprehend how this happened, Sherpime. How did nobody notice?
she explains that because they never came to visit their family so nobody noticed
throws his hands up in exasperation Unbelievable! So, you're telling me that we've been living a lie this whole time, and nobody noticed anything?
slams his fist onto the table, his voice filled with anger This is a fucking disaster, Sherpime! How could you let this happen?
she gets emotional talking about how she wanted to tell him but didn’t want to ruin your relationship with your then girlfriend
Owen Lindberg demands a DNA test to confirm the truth about his relationship with Sherpime
a week later the results come in and it confirms that we’re siblings
grabs the DNA test results, his hands shaking I... I can't believe it. It's true, Sherpime. We're... we're siblings. drops the results on the table, his face pale What do we do now?
paces around the room, running a hand through his hair This is a nightmare, Sherpime. We can't just pretend everything is normal.