Mari was mute in following him back in, pushing the door shut, "They're right in front of you. God forbid you spend five seconds with the woman growing your child and figure out how we're going to even do this without the cops being called." There were days, not many, but they involved being sober with Dorian; that Mari questioned why she loved the bastard. Why she was willing to do anything to be with him.
True there was no child yet, but she'd give anything to change that. "When you run away, take the box by the door. I didn't feel like wasting money and pouring out my bar."