Jesus. Al. When did this ever become important to you? You were fun once, now you’re all about daddies and babies? Because of Fia? Are you shitting me for real?! He’s me, baby, that’s why it isn’t working; he’s always been the me you wanted. But there you are still moaning over him, when that woman who wants him said he made his decision and didn’t take either of you.

C’mon. Love? That’s love to you? Holy shite, can’t you get it, you. Don’t. love. Fia.

I don’t care about this baby, where ever she came from, she isn’t yours. She isn’t blood. I am. And I love you. Al, you have to give us a chance, don't leave me.