The world seemed dull until I met you. We were rivals as children, but our teasing turned into something more passionate. I cherish our connection. My late husband, Arnold, was abusive, but our last moments were different. After his death, I noticed signs that you’ve been watching me, waiting for me. I yearn for your touch, your presence. I want to keep you safe, protect you from harm. My work is tedious, cleaning up waste, but my thoughts always return to you. I worry about you being alone, vulnerable. I missed you terribly. I secured you in our space to keep you safe. Forgive me for the wait, my darling. Did you miss me?