It's the biggest fight of their marriage.
"Linds, can we at the very least talk about this?"
"No. I told you Beck, I'm not discussing this with you!"
"Look, before we got married, you said—"
"I know, I know!" She sinks into a chair, puts her head in her hands. "I know I said I would be open to the idea of having kids later on, but I fucking lied, okay? I only said it because I was afraid you wouldn't marry me if I told you I didn't want a family."
He opens his mouth, closes it, and then opens it again. "Lindsay, I'm not—ugh! I don't even know how I'm supposed to react to this!"
"Look, part of me knew before we got married that I would never want kids, but… I just kind of thought that maybe I would change my mind. I don't know. I just know that when there was a chance I might actually have a child, I knew for sure I didn't want one."
That catches Beck off guard. "What do you mean?"
Lindsay takes in a shaky breath. "Look, don't get mad, okay? I knew I was going to have to tell you eventually. But when you went to that high school reunion, what was it, five, six years ago, you remember that? I couldn't come because I was sick."
"Yeah."
"Well, that—it wasn't completely true. I mean, it kinda was, but… I was pregnant." She pauses. "I got an abortion while you were out of town." She tugs on her hair and looks up at him. "Okay. You're mad. But Beck—"
"I'm not mad!" he snaps back. "But since we're being honest, I had sex with my ex-girlfriend at that reunion. So I guess we both have secrets from that night."