I originally thought of making this post about friendship. But I’m not sure Sophie’s as much of a friend to you as she is a servant always and fully in your grip, under your thumb, at your mercy. I also thought of vice as an amplifier for the grip you’ve got but I feel like there’s going to be an opportunity to better use that in the future (perhaps in a less flattering way, like when you grab a fistful of someone’s hair and won’t let go.)
So we’re settling for gripping. Today my love for you is gripping. And like the rest of us, Sophie is not only fully in your grip, but completely under your thumb.