He tsks. Fucking Lincoln. “Man, you have to ask her to move in with you even she's your wife. She’s been independent, and she’s not here to stay with you, remember? I mean, I’m not so stupid why a sudden marriage, Seb. You should remind yourself of that. And one more thing, she came here to search for you when you’re missing, then that thing happened. Her stay is not permanent. If she decides to transfer college and move to New York, then it’s your choice to keep her with you, or she would look for a place to stay. Did you get my point? You’re overreacting, man. You should ask her, ”Will you move in with me?” He just mimics my fucking voice. “Jesus, that’s what you got for being an asshole.”
My mouth gapes, and it annoys me that he’s right.