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My apologies again for yesterday...it was a PTSD thing I really don't like to talk about. It wasn't you....it was me. I can be a cranky hag with little or no provocation during those little episodes.
My advice? Well, after reading that review, please know that I am simply charmed by your charisma and style. If I were you and had all that money and fancy car....this is what I'd do....follow her to every city she travels to. Wait in the lobby of the hotels she stays in. Oh..... Definitely follow her to her home and park right outside....it won't be long and she'll finally get the message that you are simply enamored and refuse to give up. While I can't be 100% certain, I'm fairly positive she will understand what a terrible mistake she's made, by having you back off....geez, I know I would. What a wonderful hobby it would be if others were more like you. No doubt she'll come to her senses and realize you are a catch of a lifetime. Then I imagine the two of you will often hold hands while taking long walks on the beach and enjoying the sunset. Happily ever after is right around the corner.....
BTW....I have a fear of lists and it most often causes the PTSD to kick right in, so while it's a nice thought for others, it could be detrimental for me, and no one wants that. Remember what happened yesterday? It wasn't pretty, was it?
Can someone pass me more of that kool-aid, please?