She broke the rules of our game… she ran.
Now she will pay.
When will my pretty pawn learn that I am the master of this game?
And only I will be the victor.
She thinks she can hide from me.
She thinks she can escape my wrath.
This time when I catch her, there will be no escape.
I no longer want her as just my beautiful captive.
She will now become my wife, even if I have to drag her down the aisle.
I want her under my complete control.
I want her every breath, her every movement, her every thought to be only of me.
This is no longer a game.
She changed the rules, but I will win.