Nova / Dinah
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Steve, I should have been more upfront about that relationship. This is my fault.
I introduced her to my stylist ages ago. The darling girl was using box dye when I met her. Can you imagine?
You don't have to pretend to like me just because I'm married to your father. I know why you're here, Ella.
I knew you were here. I had security cameras installed all throughout the penthouse after I discovered Steve's wandering eye. I can see and hear everything that happens in my home. Wow. That's gotta qualify you for something in the DSM.
Who knew? Our psychotherapist has been helping me release a lot of my resentment and anger. I'm happier than I've felt in decades.
I'm sorry for lashing out at a child when I should have been angry at myself.
Of course I want my marriage to mend, but Steve isn't the reason for my change of heart. It's because of what I did to Brooke.
What did you do to Brooke? Ella, please. I can forgive Steve's transgressions, but I will never forgive myself. Dinah, I need you to be more specific. I was angry with her, you know. At first I thought her and I could work together against Callum. That ducted video was one thing, but a false pregnancy? She was going to ruin all of our plans with that preposterous lie.
You knew about the fake pregnancy? I knew everything. When I found out Steve had left everything to you and his will, it felt as though he'd chosen another woman over me again. I couldn't take it. And Brooke agreed to help me if I helped her. But her lies got out of hand. She was going to ruin everything. Did you push her? Enough.
Our therapist suggested I write letters of apology to the people I've hurt. I wrote one for Steve and one for... for Brooke. And... for you, Ella. If you ever want to read it. No, thanks. I understand. I need a moment to collect myself. Dinah.
Dinah war anders am Anfang unserer Beziehung. Und dann habe ich sie verletzt, ich habe sie verletzt und es hat sie verletzt. Jede schlechte Sache, die sie macht, bin ich verantwortlich dafΓΌr.
Du hast mich. Lass deine HΓ€nde aus meiner Tochter! Ich habe dir erlaubt, weiterhin mit den Reals zu bleiben, weil du klar zu ihnen eingegangen bist.
Dinah, step away from my daughter.
Shall we call the police? A mad woman is trying to break down our front door. Easton, stop. What's her problem? I haven't the foggiest idea.
I will put you and your entire family behind bars, Callum Royal.
Should we do nose goes?
You did this to her.
You murderer. Hey, careful how you throw that word around.
You and your demon children can rot in hell.
You lot destroyed her self-confidence. You tormented her, made her feel dreadful about herself. You destroyed her, just like you destroyed Maria.
These women are gone because of you, Callum. Hey, Corella DeVille, you didn't even like my mom. And she didn't like you either.
I'll take you from these rotten royals.
Hey, get your claws off of her.
Yes. You're coming with me, Ella. Come here. Come here.
Steve, you should have told me you were going into hiding.
Please don't bring me into this. I tried to talk to you about our troubles so many times. I know I have a tendency to screech, but... No, no.
I never thought I'd hear you say all of this.
Welcome back to the Cove, Ella St. Clair. Out of the way. Aren't you kids supposed to be in class?
Hey, Nova! Valerie! Oh my God, you actually came. Look at you in your red swimsuit. You're a real professional.
I heard about that. I actually wanted to say... When I heard about the cool girls bullying you, it made me realize that all they ever wanted to do was gossip and party, so... I've been trying to branch out, make new friends.
Oh, uh, I'm not supposed to be out here talking to friends, so, uh, I gotta go. Bye, Nova. Nice meeting you.
I thought I'd get to see you in your dress.
He's sleeping. Here, let me... Dinah unlocks the elevator. I really am trying, you know, to make up for how I treated you. I thought you were the problem in your marriage, but it's not your fault, is it? Why do you stay with him? Um, I don't know. We've been rubbish to one another for so long that it feels... inescapable, I suppose. Hurry, darling, you've got to go.