Ana looked up at him and tilted her head to one side. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">You...Think about it that much? Did you think about doing it to me?</span>" she asked curiously. She wanted to know but at the same time, didn't want to know. But she'd asked already so, she braced herself to the answer he was sure to give.<br/><br/>She sighed and stood up on shaky legs and composed herself more. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">I- I'd thought about things like, how I wanted to him see us together all the time. And how I want him to see us happy, and when we...are together...</span>" she said with a blush. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">And I want him to see me have the life he wanted, with you. No one else but you. I don't know why he called you what he did, but after the things he said he wanted to do with me, I-</span>" she hesitated then bit the inside of her lip a little and blurt it out. "<span style="color: #BF00BF">I want it all with you. I want him to watch it. See it with his own eyes. Everything. From our every day chores, or reading, cooking together...To our love making and one day, if he lives that long, A child or two.</span>" She said, her face the brightest shade of red possible. She trembled softly where she stood, and her warm cheeks were delightfully sweet.<br/><br/>She didn't know why she wanted it, but she since she had blurt out more than she ever intended to, she decided most of the damage was done, and she might as well tell him everything. Including how she wanted Vincent to suffer and watch her be with him every day.