In case you didn't know, or simply wanted to stay in your naive little bubble, I'll confirm it for you... I am a homewrecker.

And I'm proud of it too. Nothing quite compares to the rush that runs through Me when you take that final step and finally get rid of her. She doesn't matter, no not anymore. The only thing that does, and ever will, is Me.

So go on and break those pretty little "vows" you made to her, each and every one of them, all because I told you too. My praise and pleasure is the only desire left...