No, I’m not making it up! I can see in her dark eyes that she genuinely cares about me and what happens to me. And — yes, I can feel it, and I can trust my heart on this one, that she — oh god, can I say this — am I actually going to say this? — she loves me!
LOVES me! And I’ve felt so worthwhile, I’ve — I can tell you this, you get this stuff — I have so much more self-respect, knowing she loves me!
Am I seeing what I want to see or picking up on a real connection? I… I can’t imagine anyone being closer to Lotte than me. But — but when she talks about her fiancé, talks about him with so much warmth, and…and love…then I feel like a general busted right back down to private with his medals and his stars torn away.