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Aᴍʏᴀ (amyaa) wrote,

She wasn't try to make him feel bad and she wasn't trying to be cold or mean but she was tired of holding it all in and tired of making poor Bryan listen to it all. Or Griffin heard it all. Sure, her psychiatrist heard it all and she was heavily medicated now but, she was tired of faking it til she made it with him.

She kept her gaze toward his and before she could stop the words coming out of her mouth, she came out. "I honestly would be happy if you went back to doing what you did and did not do the famous shit anymore. But, I am not going to make you pick not doing what you love. I am not that woman or that wife. So, yes, please, sit with your team and make damn sure they know that you are a married woman and this shit is NOT flying. They know you are married, they better know that your wife will not allow it."

When he rested his hand on her foot she looked over at him and nodded, "Then lets start doing the right thing, because I can't take anymore of this. We need to be us again Ryan. I honestly just want to move back to Nebraska with you and the kids. Life is simpler there. None of this fucking hustle, bustle and Hollwood bullshit." She knew he wouldn't but, she was saying what she thought. "My dad is dating fucking Brooke Williamson, she is closer to my age. It is disgusting. I have known it for a long time, but they finally fucking admitted it. So that is just the cherry on top of it all"