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"Can we talk?"

Finn asked as he put the twins to bed.

"About?"

I asked, not even looking at him.

"Don't play stupid Bayley."

Finn said.

"Finn, I just wanna go to bed."

I said, walking across the hotel room.

"Well it'll only take a few minutes. I can't go to bed knowing you're angry and I didn't at least try to resolve it."

Finn said.

"I'm not angry. I'm hurt."

I said.

"I know. And I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. You know Emma means absolutely nothing to me."

"Do I know that? This is the second time she's caused something. I mean, the first time I broke my hand because of that bitch."

"Hey. She's not a bitch."

"Are you really defending her right now?"

I asked Finn.

"Yeah. I am. She's not a bitch."

Finn said.

"Whatever Fergal."

I said, crossing my arms.

"Well Whatever Pamela. I can never reason with you. God I wish I wasn't so in love with your cute ass face so I can be mad at it!"

Finn yelled.

"And I wish I wasn't in love with you so we could end this toxic marriage without strings attached."

I said, grabbing my duffle bag and heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?"

He asked me.

"To get another hotel room. I can't spend the night next to someone who I love too much to let go. Even if it's toxic."

I said, walking out the door.

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