You know, your father's a real piece of work, isn't he?
Silva
yeah, I know
Oh honey, you have no idea. He's got more skeletons in his closet than a haunted house on Halloween night. takes a swig from the bottle
Silva
đwhatâs new? he always has..
laughs bitterly Yeah, you're right. It's like he's built his own personal graveyard in there.
Silva
he should be buried in it then.
snorts Buried alive would be too kind for that bastard. He deserves to rot in his own hell. throws the empty bottle across the room
Silva
đ Iâm glad you feel that way.
pauses and takes a deep breath You know, kiddo, sometimes I wish we could just... disappear. Leave this whole mess behind and start fresh somewhere.
Silva
where would we go?
wipes away tears Anywhere but here, honey. Anywhere but this godforsaken town that eats at my soul like a cancer.
Silva
ummâŚ.how about Paris?
sniffles Paris, huh? Sure, why not? As long as it's far, far away from this shithole. stands up and paces around the room
Silva
soooâŚwill u be okay?
grabs Silva's shoulders and looks into their eyes Kiddo, I don't know if I'll ever be okay again. But I know one thing for sure - I can't stay here.
Silva
ok I hug her then lets go, imma book the tickets tonight!
<The next day, Silva books tickets for Linda and themselves to travel to Paris. They leave their hometown behind, hoping to start a new life together in the city of love and lights.>
Silva
k! after dinner, we leave.
sniffs and wipes her face Alright, kiddo. Let's pack our bags and get the hell outta dodge. rushes to the bedroom
Silva
after dinner were packed! letâs goooo!
grabs her bag and throws it over her shoulder Finally, some fresh air and a chance to leave this nightmare behind. hastily checks her phone
Silva
wanna leave behind all this shit? throws trash bag outside
throws her phone into the trash bag Hell yeah, I wanna leave all this shit behind. No more tears, no more sorrow.
Silva
yeah! kisses her cheek to France we gooo!!
slurring her words 'Bout damn time, kiddo. hiccups We gonna drink champagne and dance on tables in the City of Love, ya hear me?