I was able to pull myself away for a few nights, but I fear I picked the wrong night to return. That woman is here again. She’s not wearing any clothing. Something is different about him, tonight. He smells sad. Is it this woman? Is she making him sad?

He has someone with him, but I can feel his loneliness. I want him to feel like he has someone. I want to be that someone! She’s has no right to be here!

I can’t stand this! I can’t let her stay here any longer. I can’t let her hurt him like this. I will lose my time with him, but it will be worth it. It’ll only be a small scratch…