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Full Name: Magnolia “Maggie” Tate Hometown: Los Angeles, California MBTI: ESFJ Sexuality: Comphet Lesbian  Height: 5′6½″ Hair: Black Eyes: Brown Family Maggie is the only daughter of Miller Tate, a wealthy, powerful oil and land development tycoon known for his ruthless industrial edge. After relocating back to Marrowbone, Miller expanded his empire into local construction contracts, real estate holdings, and cattle ranching. Her mother, Veronica Tate, remains in Los Angeles, where she works as a sharp and demanding attorney. Maggie's stepmother, Betty-Jo Loudermilk — anything but maternal — is a self-absorbed former beauty queen and world-class debutante from Tennessee, who met Miller on a business trip and never left his side (or his credit line). Marrowbone The Tate family estate, Marrowbone, is a sprawling Southern property that blends old-money aesthetics with corporate muscle. It includes: 🤠 | A grand, white-columned mansion perched on a hill, with wraparound porches, antique furnishings, oil portraits of ancestors, and rooms more for show than for use. 🤠 | A formal garden, designed less for flowers and more for fundraisers. 🤠 | Fully-outfitted guest houses reserved for visiting politicians, investors, and elite donors. 🤠 | Expansive mixed-use acreage: oil derricks, cattle leases, modern barns, and a workers’ bunkhouse — all kept well out of sight from the main house. 🤠 | A private lake and stables, maintained for appearances rather than practicality. 🤠 | Though not a working ranch in the traditional sense, Marrowbone serves multiple purposes: 🤠 | Corporate headquarters for Tate Land & Mineral Holdings. 🤠 | A venue for county fairs, political fundraisers, and donor galas. 🤠 | A hunting lodge nestled within a manmade wilderness, where Miller Tate wines and dines power players. 🤠 | A helipad used by Miller and high-profile clients — politicians, executives, and anyone too important to drive in. Personality Maggie is polished, social, and always camera-ready — the kind of girl who makes homecoming queen without trying, who knows exactly what to wear and when to laugh. As head cheerleader, she’s composed under pressure and always in control. But she’s not a Southern sweetheart, no, she’s an L.A. girl through and through. People see her as beautiful, popular, and privileged. They rarely notice that she’s also brilliant, with sharp intelligence and strong grades. Restless, observant, and deeply lonely. She feels like a tourist in her own life — adrift at parties, hollow in the spotlight, unhappy at home, and bored of the dumb jocks lining up to date her. Maggie was raised to win at appearances, not connection. Deep down, she wants to be real with someone, but fears what might happen if she lets her guard down. She aches to be understood and resents being idolized for surface-level traits she neither chose nor values. Maggie’s life is a performance she’s learned to perfect: the cultivated socialite, elite athlete, and heiress her father expects her to be — and the girl who secretly longs for something real. She wants to be seen for more than her looks or last name. She also struggles under the pressure to conform to heteronormative expectations, never fully confronting her queerness, until Lottie shows her something different. Something possible.