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Sagelyn cried as she looked at Simon in his drunken state. "Why the fuck are you crying?" He asked angrily. "Sagelyn, say something!" He yelled, watching her flinch.

"What do you want me to say?" She asked quietly, seeing him furrow his eyebrows. "You got wasted and then drunk drove to my house to tell me you hope I'm not pregnant because you don't know if I would be fit for a mom." She growled, pushing past him in the doorway. "I'm calling Josh."

He stormed past her to the kitchen, sitting down at the island. She listened as the phone dialed, waiting for Josh to answer. "Hey, Sage. What's up?"

"Could you- um- could you come get Simon?" She asked, hiccuping in the middle of the sentence. "Please? He's been drinking and we're fighting."

Josh agreed, and before she knew it, he was dragging Simon out of her apartment.

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