Yes, Miss. I donât feel like itâs very surprising. We both know that things changed when I had my accident. Thereâs something wrong with my brain and a lot of people, especially elites like our families, have a problem with a submissive not being the best they can be. I got taunted about being the odd man out with you by the hacker. There was Hunter. Now youâre with someone that I donât even know. How would you feel?Â
Well, I beg to differ. I am thoroughly surprised. Things changed, yes, but not horrifically as you seem to think. I know this has been tough. I know this has not been easy. I cannot imagine how you feel, or what your experiences are like. But it means nothing to me and it never has. You are still Riley, my Riley, as you have always been. Fuck what everyone else says, Riley, when have I ever cared? The hacker? Why was I unaware of this before? Or did this just happen? Either way, Riley, you are smart enough to know by now that whomever is behind that entire endeavor plays on your insecurities. Any opportunity, they take. That, my darling, means it is nothing more than utter bullshit. I am sorry, Riley. I am sorry that you feel this way, and that I seem to be the cause. Nothing I do is ever intended to hurt you. You know that. I do everything for you. To make sure you are happy and healthy and cared for and loved because you are. It is not as though I planned for any of this. But I do have bonds with Hunter and Daniel, just as I have a bond with you. And each of those is unique and special in their own right. You are not in competition with them, Riley, there is no competition. I want to discuss your feelings, to work through them, and to make sure we are able to overcome them as a team. But, on the flip side of that coin, Riley, I have to ask that you see things from my perspective as well. I have tried my best to nurture and foster this. Us. But I...I have been saying for months, Riley, that I was struggling. That I was feeling disconnected. Unwanted. I mean Hunter...Hunter has all but disappeared. I have sent so many messages, I have tried...But I- And then you. I have been trying to have the same conversation with you for three months now. Maybe even four. And for whatever the reason, it just is not something we have managed to get through. Half the time I reach out and I do not receive a response- if I do it is hours later, or days even. I try to tell you what I am feeling, what I am needing, and I feel...Empty. You told me you loved me once. Once. And when I asked to talk about it further, it...We did not. I look around me and I see such happy people, and people putting in claim requests, and people posting pictures and laments to their Dominants and I...I just do not understand what I...Have done wrong. Why you, nor Hunter, seem to feel on the same level with me. About me. So while I respect your feelings, Riley, and want to work through them...I cannot say I feel as though you are being entirely fair. I am lonely, Riley. I have been so lonely. But I suppose none of that matters. All you see are threats. I see myself having literally begged for your attention on so many occasions I have lost count. I...Just...Go ahead and speak.