To be honest, I want to marry Sherlock. There’s no doubt in my mind about it.

It’s just that he makes decisions quickly and never follows through with them. It’s going to take some talking in order to decide. I don’t want to run off and get married just to sign the divorce papers three weeks later. I can’t do that to myself.

Once I know that he is one hundred percent into this, things may start happening.

Just please know that I am not saying I do not love or have any intention of loving him, because that’d be wrong. I love him. And I don’t care if he’d call me sentimental for saying it.

Which actually he just did. He couldn’t have shouted any louder from our bedroom if he tried. Christ.