You forgot about the part where I banged on the church windows shouting "Fitzy, Fitzy, Fitzy", trying to stop the marriage! Alas, he just ignored me, Even though everyone in the church was yelling at him to look and pointing up at me. No, he kept is eyes straight ahead, shunning me for the last time. I guess he is truly lost to me now. It's really over. *sniffle* I'm so despondent right now, that I'm going to lock myself away in my house in Fitzy's old bathrobe, never leaving, only ordering takeout, living with 20 to 30 cats, who I will never feed, who will keep breeding and one day eat me in my sleep.
Oh Fitzy! How could you do this to me?!