My ex-wife was very jealous of my female friends. She forced me to give them all up. As it turns out, as now I know more about the subject than I did then, this is a form of spouse abuse.
It's an odd feeling. I wasn't afraid I was going to die, I just knew I was dead. It was very calming, and aside from the thought of that report I was supposed to write, no, my life didn't flash before my eyes. Or maybe it did and I fell asleep. I dunno.
if she is not interested, then the burden falls to me to stop. Yes, stop. Not talking, not being friendly, but the responsibility is to accept her answer, in a friendly and non-threatening manner, and move on.