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continued to surprise me with his efforts to make me believe we were more than just friends with a summer crush. “ You see... your problem is that you don’t see what I am looking at right here in front of me, a beautiful girl who is completely lost in a game that she has no control over. Get out of it now, take my hand and follow me back to my home in Australia.” I heard what he had said but I found it hard to comprehend what he was actually talking about. “What?” I asked him with a look of confusion on my face. “Your nobody’s property, you can do this. Marry me.” His statements got more and more profound as he went on. Repeating the question he got on one knee and proposed again “ Jenna, I am in love with you and want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Please don’t go back to him. I know that 1 am the only one for you and I will always treat you right. He paused for another second and repeated his question “Jenna, will you please marry me?” My hands fell into my face after that and without even letting myself think through the answer, | let my heart do all of the talking. Looking back up at him I said “Yes!” | almost shouted the answer at him, as if saying it louder would give the word more meaning. Wanting to believe him and everything that he was saying felt like a vacation from all of the suffering and loneliness that I had endured over a lifetime of abuse and degradation but knowing what you want and getting it are two different things that rarely went hand in hand...or so I thought. All 1 knew from the brief period I had known this stranger was that he was offering me a life and love down an unfamiliar path and it was a gamble to believe a complete stranger but somehow I knew he was right. My heart was beating so loud I thought it was going to jump right out of my chest. With the earnestly in my reply he picked me up in his strong arms and took me back to the bed and reiterated his words in a more physical sense this time. Never had I felt loved like this before, so swept off my feet and unable to even think, eat, or do anything for that matter which would involve leaving the hotel room without him. Everyday after school would be my Robbie waiting to take me back to the hotel room for another night’s passionate rendezvous, but a few nights after his proposal, he had another surprise in store. He didn’t just want to get married someday. He wanted to get married now, this week even. I walked into the fabric store and was attended too by several seamstresses who were already be expecting my arrival. I was there to design and have fun designing my own dream wedding dress. While I was busy picking out fabrics and having measurements taken I would look away for a moment only to catch his tender eyes staring in my direction. Such adoration behind his looks...could it be real? I would often ponder it to myself just hoping for the gamble I was taking to work 1 Copyright Protected Material CONFIDENTIAL GIUFFRE004258 out. I still had to believe in something better than what I was accustomed too and here he was right smack dab in front of me. Giggling at all of the lace and frills they were trying to dress me up in, looking more like an antique porcelain doll than anything else T closed my eyes and pictured the day that I thought would never come, starting to imagine the kind of dress I would like to wear I envisioned a simple sleekness, a complimentary figure hugging gown with a small train but long enough to distinct it as an actual wedding dress. After we settled on what we were going to wear for the big day, we would next have to decide where we would hold the ceremony. Not before celebrating the entire week beforehand though. We started our honeymoon early celebrating every night spending our time between my hotel room and sending our heads spinning on the dance floor at many different clubs. Only with each other in sight, the dance floor was ours, we were out to give each other something to remember each night by. | whispered all of the things [ couldn’t wait to do him once we got back to the hotel room and watching him heat up on the dance floor I was never able to get enough of him driving me crazy. Like a thirst | was unable to quench, his lips were like a fountain of deep springs that | could never reach the bottom of. Seven days, exactly a week after his proposal I sat on my bed in distress, contemplating what | would say to the man who | was about to call. There was no nice way to go about it. I couldn’t last forever with him and this was my one chance to get out of it for good. |] was leaving him, never to return to him ever again. I just had to go ahead and do it. Part of me was hoping he’d be at least a little happy for me and the sudden change in my life’s direction but the other part of me knew I was already asking too much of him. Calling his office in New York I was transferred to Jeffrey’s personal office. He picked up the phone on the third ring, pausing before I could get any of the words to come out of my mouth but I mustered up my courage eventually and gave him my prepared spiel. Beginning with how much I had appreciated everything he has done for me up until this point. T hoped he would be understanding but he just wanted me to hurry up and get to the point. Trying to contagiously pass on my excitement through the phone lines, I finally screamed out “I’m getting married! Can you believe it?” No reply was given only a silence on the other end. Trying to make some conversation ridding the uncomfortable silence, | went on to tell him about Robbie and how I had fallen madly in love with him over the last amazing few days we'd spent together. The absence of sound made my thoughts begin to run wild and to get some response | had to ask him what he thought about everything I was telling him. Finally a few seconds later his reaction to the news sunk in and his only and final reply (1 Copyright Protected Material CONFIDENTIAL HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_021207 GIUFFRE004259