Watching her leave for the second time... Almost destroyed me. But it was nothing less than what I deserved for what I put her through. I had to let her go. I've already caused Emmy enough pain to last a lifetime. But I'm a masochist. Her pain is my pain. And she's mine. Whether she likes it or not. She is my wife. And the sooner she realizes that her place is next to me, the better. Until death do us part... I won't let her go. Nothing she can do will convince me that we are not meant for each other. We can be toxic. Flammable. A marriage made in hell. But I wouldn't want it to be any other way. Together. We will reign.