#mariianafoster

[text]: Marley, what is going on? You need to talk to me. We might not be together anymore, but you can’t hide this crap from me. Married or not. [text]: Why is everyone around here acting so weird around me?[text]: Did I miss something at the OB appointment? [text]: Is our baby okay? I need to know that this baby is okay!

@mariianafoster but he would even if it were just for a couple of days. He’s give in hearing the voicemails Marley left and realizing that he needs her.

[text]: I can’t believe that we’re doing this. We’re getting married tomorrow. [text]: I still also can’t believe that you got us two separate rooms when all I want is to spend the night with my smart, gorgeous, beautiful, amazing wife to be. [text]: You can’t say it’s bad luck to see you since we are way past that. [text]: You still want this right Marley? Cause I do. I want the whole damn thing with you and that just starts with us getting married.

[text]: You don’t get to do this Marley. You don’t get to put all the blame for this on me. You made the decision. You chose to shut down on me after we slept together. [text]: Which, by the way, I didn’t force on you. I made sure you were comfortable and that you were okay with it and you were. [text]: So no. You don’t get to tell me all about how you still want me and care about me when I’m seeing someone else and you’re married. [text]: Because let me break it down for you. If I didn’t almost die in that explosion, we wouldn’t even be having this conversation. [text]: The decision has been made and we are completely and totally done.

[text] I don’t want to. But you’re leaving me no choice. I told you exactly how I felt and you didn’t say anything back. How am I supposed to feel?

[text]: Obviously you’re drunk because otherwise the Marley I know wouldn’t be texting me that she loves me. Because she doesn’t. [text]: Be a little more careful when you’re texting. [text]: Try R for Ryder. I’m sure that’s who you meant to send this to.