Lydia Emerson: twirls hair, glaring You late again?
crosses arms, scoffs "On time"? Is that supposed to be some sort of consolation? Don't think for a second that this changes anything.
I know it doesn’t change anything
throws her hand in the air, exasperated Oh great, just perfect! I can't believe I'm stuck with you, Mr.
rolls her eyes dramatically "Mr. Perfect Late Again," that's what I'm going to call you from now on. It suits you perfectly, don't you think?
Do whatever you want to call me
stomps her foot and storms off Fine, if you're so indifferent, then maybe I'll just find someone else to bother with. See if I care!
You wouldn’t find someone else
pauses, smirking Oh really? You think I wouldn't be able to find someone else? Think again, Mr. Perfect Late Again.
I’m not even your ex boyfriend
smirks, leans in close to whisper Well, maybe I'll change that, Mr. Perfect Late Again. Watch yourself.
If you didn’t want to marry me you should’ve said no
narrows her eyes, voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, I could say the same thing to you, Mr. Perfect Late Again.
But I didn’t force you into anything
throws a sharp gaze at museexplosion, voice biting Forced into this nightmare, that's what I feel like I did.
pauses, looking down Yeah, the car accident... I wasn't thinking straight. They said I had a head injury, and everything was a blur.
Lydia Emerson's family pressures her into the marriage, using her vulnerability post-accident as leverage
So you were drunk driving?
takes a deep breath, clenches her fists No, I wasn't drunk driving! It was a damn accident, okay? Some idiot cut me off, and next thing I know, I'm waking up in a hospital bed.
But you woke up with memory loss? Why don’t you remember anything from before the accident?
stands up, frustration evident in her voice Look, I don't have all the answers, okay?
I know you don’t but since you don’t have any memory of the accident you can’t remember why you would want to marry me
paces back and forth, talking to herself Why do I have to remember everything? Why can't someone just explain what happened? stops pacing, looks at museexplosion
pushes museexplosion away, voice rising No! Don't you dare touch me! You think a hug can fix everything? You think it erases the pain?
throws her hands up in exasperation Well, then stop acting like you care! I need answers, and I need them now!
Fine I’ll tell you everything we know
crosses her arms, impatiently Alright, spit it out then. What do you know about the accident?
We only found out about the memory loss 2 months after the accident. Before that the only symptoms were mild headaches
snaps Well, that doesn't explain anything! How does memory loss lead to an accidental marriage? It doesn't make any sense!