I lie in bed night after night, praying that it isn’t true… but I know about it now. It’s there. I don’t know how, I don’t know why… but I did love you. I do love you! I resented your plans to marry… maybe because I wanted you. Maybe I’ve wanted you all these years. I never felt that way about anybody but you. I’ve never loved a man. I never knew why before. Maybe it’s that.