I hate your world. I hate how everything is a business deal. Weddings, birthdays, funerals, it's all just a chance to get new clients. I mean sure, there'll be congratulations, happy birthdays, and sympathies. But it's all to keep up the façade. The illusion that beneath those smiles isn't the mind of a gossip just waiting for the next juicy bit to exploit. That there's not a businessman cheating on his wife with his secretaries. That there's not a trophy wife, fine with pretending her husband's completely faithful. That there's not a parent who's planned out their children's lives; who they marry, what college they go to, what their career is. That those teens don't resent their parents for it. The Hartford façade is nothing but a mask.
And what's worse? Those who promise themselves they'll never be like they're parents? By the time they have their chance to break free, they're already too attached to their inheritance, the advantages of having a prominent last name. So they stay. They are forever bound to society with no chance of escape.
There are only two people who have ever dared to run away; break free of the chains. The Elite dub them a scandal. A taint in a good family name. Teens call them their heroes. But me? I call them mom and dad.
Hi, my name is Lorelai Leigh Gilmore-Hayden the 3rd, but you can call me Rory. I'm the daughter of Lorelai Victoria Gilmore, and Christopher Straub Hayden.
