Bonnie has decided to stay in New York for Christmas. She has work obligations that can't be rescheduled.
Which is code for: Bonnie doesn't exist and never did, and I've finally decided to stop pretending about her. At least in this diary. At least in the place where I'm honest about being a predator.
Tomorrow morning, gym and breakfast and then go for a shopping spree! Stay tuned!
Actually, tomorrow I'm going back to Rome. Back to Mario. Back to finish what I started.
I'm going to orchestrate something. I'm going to get Mario. And when it's over, he's going to understand what it feels like to want something you can never have.
He's going to feel what I've felt for ten years.
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You're still lying. About Bonnie. About why you're going back. When will you tell the truth?
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