"What?" I repeated after we had been standing in silence for a few minutes looking at each other.

"Would you like a divorce?" he repeated also.

"And why exactly would I want one of those Ben!" I snapped. "We just got married" I reminded him bitterly as I started to feel tears start to form in my eyes.

"I know," he sighed.

"Why Ben?" I questioned as my heart started to break. I really couldn't believe that he would want a divorce after seeing that video! I thought we had got through that and yes we were still going to have some problems - but nothing like this.

"I thought-" he started but stopped as he sighed.

"What?" I urged; and he threw a panicked look at me.

"So let me get this straight!" I snapped as I pointed at his chest harshly. "Even though you knew what I did we got married!" I snarled. "So why does seeing me-" I started. "Grrrr!" I growled as I took another step away from him and I ran both of my hands through my hair as tears started to flow down my cheeks. "How does that all of a sudden not make you want me?" I urged. I had to know the reason why he didn't want me anymore. I had to know; then at least I knew why and I could try to live with it - if I was ever going to was the question.

"Want you?" he asked in shock. "This isn't about not wanting you" he urged.

"Well what is it about!" I exclaimed. "You saw me kissing him and telling him what he wanted to hear, yes I know that hurts" I stressed as the memory of being in that hotel room with Bobby flew to the forefront of my mind. "It hurt me to do it; but that doesn't mean that I don't love you. Or want to be with you" I continued. "I just can't understand how it suddenly changes everything," I added. "We fixed things before your parents arrived for Lucifer's sake!" I snapped.

"I'm sorry" he apologised sadly.

"You're sorry?" I sang coolly. "Well answer me this Ben!" I snapped again. "What about our baby? How is that going to work" I implored.

"We will think of something" he suggested nervously.

"Like what!" I spat. "Some arrangement where they are the next heir to the Auradon throne but their disgraced mother needs to be kept from view!" I sang as I threw my arms out in the air dramatically.

"No!" he urged. "It's not like that at all," he stressed. "You are not disgraced" he insisted.

"You are making me feel like that" I fired back at him and then a sinister thought then came to me - did he even want to marry me in the first place? Or was he just doing it due to the situation we had found ourselves in thanks to Bobby and his gang.

"Oh" I muttered. "Now I get it" I nodded to myself as I looked away from him as tears continued to stain my cheeks. "You didn't really want to marry me did you?" I questioned sadly as my voice broke.

"I did!" he stressed.

"It was just a heat of the moment thing!" I continued ignoring what he had just said. Surely he couldn't have wanted to marry me deep down if he was asking for a divorce during our honeymoon. There was no way in the underworld he was going to convince me otherwise - given the conversation that we were currently going through. "Wasn't it?" I snapped when he didn't answer me.

"No!" he stressed.

"I bet you thought you were just doing the right thing" I sang darkly. "Standing by me as I'm pregnant, well I'm sorry to break it to you Ben" I glared at him. "I can do this on my own, don't worry about us. You go on and live your life" I dismissed as I used my right hand to wipe the tears away from my eyes.

"Mal please?" he begged.

"No Ben!" I exclaimed. "You promised me that I would never lose you; and this is exactly what is happening!" I cried; as I started to feel the urge to leave the room. "But I know how these things work with you-" I sniffed as I wiped my nose on the back of my left hand. "If you want a divorce you file for it; because I'm not" I told him sternly. "It's you that wants this not me!" I reminded him harshly. "So I hope you get everything that you wish for!" I snapped; before I spun around and ran towards the same guest bedroom that Ben had been in not so long ago. After I quickly ran into the room I slammed the door shut before quickly locking it; I then quickly ran up to the large King sized bed and I threw myself down onto it. It was at this point when I crawled into a ball and broke down crying properly - as I began to grieve for what I once had.