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What I call jealousy is really something more primitive — the fear that I’ve simply ceased to exist in your mind.

Taking control of Charlotte when I’m not with her….

I’m three weeks ahead. Which means you’re three weeks behind….

Poor decision-making on my part.

I’m WRITING….

Phenomenal sushi – and Charlotte’s ankles tied in the air. Two fabulous meals!

Living in fear of the past….

Shelby wants my rope.

Shelby got her ass tied up by me.

Charlotte lifts her dress for me, and I manage to be… disappointed?!?