I wonder if he'll notice that I wear a wedding ring too? Angela's ring. I removed it that fateful night. I had it resized and have worn it for the past ten years.
It's a symbol of what he means to me. Of what I've done for love of him. Of how faithful I've been to him.
The thought that Patrick wears the twin to my ring I find deeply romantic.
See, I have this thing for Patrick Jane. Sort of a crush. Sort of an obsession.
The moment I saw him on TV, I knew I had to make him mine.
I went out that night and bound us together in the only way I knew how.
No one has ever had this effect on me. I don't think I'm gay, my relationships have been with women but I admit I have sexual feelings for him. I touched him once through gloves on his chest and shoulders and found it intensely erotic. I find him witty and charming and brilliant. I admire his creativity.
I wish I had his looks.
When we meet, I will get an even closer look at his fine face and he will see me. Will he find me at all attractive? I could die happy if he did.
I guess I got what I wanted. For ten years, I've been the most important person in his life and he's been the most important in mine.
If I had my choice, I would not cut that beautiful ivory flesh. It would feel like marring a masterpiece. If he forces me to do so, I will make him my masterpiece.
If I can steal Teresa and have her tied up nearby, I wonder, will he give me his body? Let me indulge my fantasies? Kiss him? Taste him?. Penetrate him? He wouldn't have to participate too much. Just lie there and let me worship at his altar. I'd be so gentle.
We could make a deal. I'll keep Teresa in danger. Patrick surrenders himself to me. Once that's done, I will release Teresa.
Then he is free to fight me in any way he can. Though I think I'll easily win, knowing I've made him mine completely will make it much easier to die.