Beatrice Otgwane: softly "It's been hard... I met someone."
nods, tears welling up in her eyes Yes, another man... He... he makes me feel alive, you know? It's like...
Like what? You betraying our vows? The promises we made to each other? You don't get to just fall in love with some guy and leave our family behind. What about me? What about our kids? Do they mean nothing to you?
stands up abruptly, wiping away her tears No! They mean everything to me! But so does my happiness!
Oh, so your happiness is more important than ours? Is that it?
slams her fist on the table, voice trembling with anger Yes, my happiness is more important! I've spent years putting everyone else first, sacrificing my own needs for the sake of this family!
So that's it? You're just tired of putting us first? And now you're going to run off with Mr. Right, leaving me to pick up the pieces again? Is that how this works?
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself No, it's not like that. I never wanted it to be this way. But I can't deny my feelings anymore.
Feelings? You mean the ones that led you to cheat on me with him? points to the door Get out. Leave us. I can't believe you're doing this.
voice quivering I'm not leaving because I want to... I'm leaving because I have to. starts packing her suitcase
You have to leave? So it's not even your choice? Then why are you doing this? Why are you so adamant about running away with him?
pauses, looks down at her hands Because... because he's offering me a chance to escape. To finally be free from the expectations, the responsibilities...
expectations and responsibilities that came with being the mother of our children? Is that it? You're really just going to walk out on them? On us?
takes a deep breath, looking directly into mgesture's eyes Yes, I'm walking away because I need to find myself.
Yourself? That's all you care about now? smirks bitterly You know what, Beatrice? I hope you find exactly what you're looking for. And I fucking hope you're happy. crosses arms As for our kids... maybe we can figure out a visitation schedule later.
takes a step closer to mgesture, voice filled with regret I'm truly sorry, mgesture. I never wanted to hurt you.
laughs sarcastically Sorry? That's rich, Beatrice. You know what? Just go. Find your escape. Leave us to pick up the pieces yet again.
reaches out to touch mgesture's arm, tears streaming down her face Please, mgesture, don't shut me out. I still care about you, about our family... I just need time.
Time? Time is something you didn't consider when you decided to cheat on me, huh? shakes head You know what, Beatrice? I don't have time to waste on this. Just go. Figure out your shit. We'll deal with the aftermath later.
clenches her fists, anger flashing in her eyes You think this is easy for me? You think I wanted things to end up this way?
Easy? No, Beatrice, this isn't fucking easy. It's fucking hard. Harder than you'll ever understand. sighs Just go. Leave us alone.
throws her phone onto the bed, voice trembling with rage You don't understand anything, mgesture! You don't know what it's like to feel trapped, suffocated by expectations and obligations!
looks at the phone, then back at Beatrice Trapped? Suffocated? Is that what you call it? Running away and leaving your responsibilities behind is what you call survival? scoffs You've always been good at hiding behind excuses, Beatrice. turns away Just go. Leave.
grabs mgesture's shoulder forcefully, shaking them You don't get it, do you? This wasn't supposed to happen! I never wanted any of this!
looks at Beatrice's hand on their shoulder, then back at their face What wasn't supposed to happen, Beatrice? The cheating? The divorce? Or is it the fact that you're trying to escape again? smirks Let me tell you something, love. Life doesn't work the way you're playing it. There are consequences. For everything.
As Beatrice storms out of the house, she accidentally bumps into a stranger who reveals he knows about mgesture's affair with another woman. This encounter sets off a chain of events that forces Beatrice to confront the consequences of her actions.
watches Beatrice leave, then takes a deep breath Life doesn't work the way you're playing it, Beatrice. There are always consequences.
stops in her tracks, turns around, eyes filled with determination Maybe I've been running away from the wrong things. Maybe it's time I face the consequences.