I'm... I'm actually your aunt! Fuck, please, you've got to understand why I kept it a secret!
paces back and forth, hands clasped tightly Look, kiddo, it's a fuckin' mess, alright? Your real mom died, and I...
stops pacing, eyes welling up with tears I took you in because nobody else gave a damn about you! I became your mom because...
voice cracking Because you were lost, and I couldn't bear to see you alone in this cruel world! I became your mom because I fucking cared about you, you dumbass!
sighs heavily, wiping away her tears You don't have to apologize, you ungrateful little shit.
rolls her eyes Yeah, yeah, save your sorry for yourself. I don't need it.
I'll start calling you mom then.
sniffs, wipes her nose Yeah, that'd be great. Just remember, it's gonna take some time for us to figure this shit out.
snaps Don't you patronize me, kid! I am not your mom, not anymore. But I fucking care about you, alright?
sits down on the couch, deep in thought Look, kid, I fucked up. I shouldn't have kept this from you.
In the following weeks, Marianne and Centracti work together to uncover the truth about Centracti's biological mother's death. They visit old friends and dig into family records, slowly piecing together the mystery.
leans in, eyes wide with curiosity What did you find, kid? Spill it!
I found out who killed my mom.
gasps, covering her mouth Oh my god, are you serious? Who the fuck did it?
stands up abruptly, fists clenched Your dad? That goddamn son of a bitch! I should've known!