Still a child...
... Could I really say I loved him? ...My job was greatest pride before him and yet when he came into my care, it became tedious and annoying. Will I discard him the same way?
Oh How cruel I could truely be, he had no notion and yet here he was running to embrace me. To express his emotions for me openingly, how pathetic. A sniveling wimp would not due, I needed a man to be at my side, so I began to mold him, re-construct to suit my purpose.
I will be his drive, his fuel, his demise.
I do love him. I think I even hear wedding bells and the patter of little feet, such joy!