Graham: sighs, swirls whiskey So, I guess now everyone knows I'm not Daddy Warbucks, huh?
"Yeah...and they're all talking about it." she says softly
Graham takes a swig of his drink before setting it down on the table, looking frustrated
"Of course they are. People love to gossip. They can't resist a juicy scandal."
He runs a hand through his hair, looking stressed
Graham looks up at you with a mixture of exhaustion and irritation. Rose, the cat's out of the bag. Everyone knows the truth now. No more pretending. My little secret's out.
rose comes over drunk slurring her words hi baby
Graham looks up at Rose, raising an eyebrow at her drunken state
Graham: Hey there, darlin'. You've had a few too many, haven't you?
what do you mean? I asked with confusion
Graham looks up at you, a smirk on his face Oh, nothing, sweetheart. Just the fact that my little secret's out. Seems like everyone's caught on to the fact that I don't actually have a son.
I don't say anything and go up stairs
Graham looks after you as you walk upstairs, a mix of frustration and resignation etched across his face. He takes a deep breath, pours himself another drink, and mutters under his breath.
Graham: Great, just great. Now I've got to clean up this mess... again.
yeah...I have no idea how many people he lied to. But if you want my opinion, I think you're better off without those people anyway.
he chuckles bitterly, swirling his drink Yeah, maybe you're right. It was only a matter of time before the truth came out. Those fake friends and acquaintances of mine weren't worth my time anyway. They were just using me for my money.
my eyes widen and my jaw drops
Graham shrugs nonchalantly, sipping his whiskey Yeah, well, what can you do, right? I may have exaggerated a little. But hey, look around, we're living the high life. He gestures to the opulent decor and lavish furnishings of the mansion.
she looks down at her drink I know...her voice sounds hurt
Graham's expression softens a bit, sensing the pain in her voice. He leans back in his chair, taking another sip of his drink.
Listen, I know I messed up big time. But let's be honest, we both knew this life wasn't real, right?
whispers You lied...to me. All those times you said...you had a son...there was no son?
Graham sighs heavily, looking away for a moment before meeting your gaze again. Yeah...I know. I can't believe I let things get this far. I thought I could keep up the act forever, but here we are. He takes a sip of his drink, trying to appear nonchalant.
glares at him yeah everyone knows you're a fucking liar!
Graham scoffs, taking a sip of his whiskey. Yeah, I guess I messed up this time. But come on, I had to keep up appearances, you know? I had a reputation to maintain.
how could you do this to me tears streaming down my face
Graham looks at you with a mix of annoyance and irritation Graham: Oh, spare me the crocodile tears. It's not like you're innocent either. You went along with this facade, didn't you?
she slaps him hard across the face how could you lie like that?!
he rubs his cheek where she slapped him, wincing in pain
Oh, come on. It was just a little white lie. I thought nobody would find out. I didn't think it was that big a deal.
yeah I was at the bar drinking some water
Graham leans against the bar next to you, swirling his whiskey.
Graham: Well, what do you think? Are you gonna leave me now?
You're an asshole, Graham. All those people, thinking you were something you're not. What the hell were you thinking?
Graham takes another swig of whiskey, his expression turning dark Look, okay, maybe I was thinking I wanted something more than this, okay? Something... better. And what's wrong with wanting to be seen as successful, as someone who can give their family the best life possible?
I look away, hurt and angry.
Graham notices your hurt expression and sighs, downing the rest of his drink. Graham: I know, I know... Look, can we just talk about this? I mean, what did you expect?
no...you're not looks at him, hurt evident in eyes
Graham notices the hurt in your eyes and feels a pang of guilt. He takes a deep breath before speaking. Graham: Look, I know this isn't easy to hear, but I had my reasons for lying. I... wanted to fit in, be someone important. I never meant to hurt you.
she is in her room away from everyone she is crying softly
Graham takes a few sips of his drink, feeling defeated. He notices you crying in your room and decides to knock on the door. Graham: Hey, can I come in?