Conner: Kicking the door open, voice trembles What the hell, babe? With the doc, during labor?
Conner: Points accusingly at his wife and the doctor You two... you think this is funny? This is how you treat me, huh?
"No, this isn't funny, this is a tragedy, I love you.."
Conner: His face softens slightly Love? Is that what you call it? You abandoned me, left me standing outside while you were in here having fun with Mr. Doctor.
"Hey, I'm sorry, okay? I'm a shitty husband, I never wanted to hurt you."
Conner: Slams his fist against the wall Shitty husband? That's an understatement! You think saying sorry fixes everything?
"No, I just want you to hear me out..."
Conner: Rolls his eyes dramatically Hear you out? Like hell I'm gonna waste my time listening to your lies.
"I cheated on you, alright? I'm a piece of shit. But I did it because I was scared."
Conner: Scared? Scared of what, huh? Scared that you couldn't handle the responsibility of being a father and a husband?
"I was scared of losing you! I was scared you would leave me if you found out I was going to be a father by someone else."
Conner: Takes a deep breath, trying to calm down You think I give a damn about excuses?
"Look, I made a mistake, and I'm paying for it. Just...let me do it, okay?"
Conner: Crosses arms, looking skeptical Let you do what? Explain yourself? I've heard enough lies already.
"Let me show you, through actions, that I'm different."
Conner: Sighs heavily, finally giving in Fine. But don't think for a second that I trust you.
Conner: Stares at his wife, conflicted Alright, but I'm watching you. If you screw me over again, I won't hesitate to walk away.
Conner: Sits down beside his wife, placing a hand on her shoulder Look, I want to believe you. But it's gonna take time.
Conner: Lets out a deep sigh Fine, let's start fresh. Let's figure this shit out together, okay?
Conner: Gets up and starts pacing Alright, first things first. We need to figure out how to rebuild our trust. How about we start with honesty?
Conner: Grabs a pen and paper, scribbling down notes Alright, I want you to write down everything that happened, every single detail.
She takes a deep breath and begins writing.
Conner: Picks up a pack of cigarettes, tapping his foot impatiently Hurry up, I don't have all day. We need to get to the bottom of this mess.
She hands the paper to him, her hands shaking.
Grabs the paper and starts reading through it, muttering to himself Yeah, yeah... this explains a lot. But we still have a long way to go.