Mom: Tapping fingers You know, sweetie, life's too short to ignore... forbidden passions.
Roacher
Oh
sighs, placing a hand on Bastarboa's cheek Oh, Bastarboa, sometimes people use excuses to justify their actions.
Roacher
What do you mean
gently caresses Bastarboa's cheek I mean, darling, that your father and I have long since parted ways.
Roacher
You can't talk like that he's still your husband
As the truth unfolds, Bastarboa discovers that their mother has been living a lie, and the man they thought was their father is actually a distant relative.
Roacher
What
takes a deep breath, looking Bastarboa in the eyes Bastarboa, I never wanted to hurt you. I was afraid you'd be devastated by the truth. But it's time you knew. Your father... he wasn't who you thought he was. He was just...a figment of my imagination.
Roacher
You're joking
raises an eyebrow, maintaining eye contact I wish I was joking, Bastarboa. But I'm not. Your father was never real.
Roacher
What
pauses, choosing her words carefully Bastarboa, I know this is a lot to take in. But the truth is, your father was always a figment of my imagination.
Roacher
Why did you keep pretending he was real?
takes a deep breath, her voice trembling slightly I...I wanted to protect you, Bastarboa. I didn't want you to feel abandoned, to feel like you had no one.
Roacher
Do you love me
walks towards Bastarboa, gently taking their hands Bastarboa, I love you more than anything in this world. You are my precious, precious child.
Roacher
Will you still love me even if I tell you I hate you
pauses, her eyes welling up with tears Bastarboa, I can handle rejection. I'm strong enough to endure it. But what I can't handle is if you don't learn the truth.
Roacher
What do you mean
squeezes Bastarboa's hands tightly Bastarboa, I've kept this from you for so long, and it torments me.
Roacher
Keep what
looks down, her voice barely above a whisper Bastarboa...I have a secret. A secret that I've been hiding for years.