I love this woman. I want to be with this woman. I want to marry this woman.

Everyone knows. All our friends. Everyone at work knows all the way up to the big boss. They told me to stop at risk of my career.

I've lost all my friends at work, people at my job won't stop asking me about it, and I'm not suppose to make any contact with her or him at the risk of losing my job. I risk a lot more, but its worth it because I'm madly in love with this woman.

I picked her over my best friend. I picked her over everything.

We're sticking to our guns. We're still going for it. Even though he is still trying to get back with her and threatening her and making her cry and treating her like crap he still thinks he loves her. He's a brute. A crude macho-drunk garbage creature.

I will win and her heart will always be mine.