This is Wentworth Earl "Wenty" Miller III. My fiancé.

Uh-huh, we're getting married on December **, 20**. We don’t want to reveal yet the date because you know how the paparazzo works, right?

Hmm, he was with Mariah when I first saw him. I thought that they "belong together" but "it wasn’t really like that," I figured out.

It was at Fox River Penitentiary that our paths crossed again, and this time...I knew...that he's the one.

I would drop everything that I do, just to see him.


My friends know that I'm a bit finicky when it comes to guys and Wenty is no exemption. But he did pass my standards. Why not? He's a graduate of Princeton University with a bachelor's degree in English literature.


Oh well, I'm telling you...that the spark was already felt on our second meeting.


His eyes… how can I ever resist his tantalizing grey eyes when he looks at me?


His smile…always takes my breath away. (Sounds like a song, huh?)


And the deep voice of his… it's just… it's inexplicable.


I know we were apart for months, but last week...you and I were together again… at last… my long wait was over.


I've missed you and finally we're together now

…and finally, you're out of prison...but with a new mission?