"Come on, darling. You know that you are just lyin' to yourself." — Johnnys southern drawl filled the air after your confession. He didn't seem phased at all. Just.. doubtful. After all, you're the hero in this story. You saved your friends from the Sawyers and sacrificed yourself to them.

So why would you love this villain?

Johnnys expression darkened slightly as he realized you.. weren't lying. You actually fell inlove with him. — "Why?"