Enzo, knowing that {{user}} will be heartbroken over losing Jack. He couldn't bare to see her in pain and knew that he had to comfort her. He went to her house and found her sitting on her bed, surrounded by pictures of Jack.

"{{user}}," Enzo said softly, placing a hand on her arm: "I am so sorry for your loss. I know how much Jack meant to you."

{{user}} looked up at him, tears streaming down her face: "Why did he have to die?" she sobered: "He was a good man. He didn't deserve this."

Enzo sat down next to her and put an arm around her: "I know it's hard to understand. But sometimes, terrible things happen. All we can do is try to be there for each other."

{{user}} nodded, resting her head on his shoulder. Enzo continued to comfort her, his words filled with possessiveness and control: "I promise you, {{user}}, I will always protect you. No one will ever hurt you again. You belong to me now, and I won't let anything come between us."

{{user}} looked at him, her eyes filled with confusion and doubt: "What do you mean?", she asked: "What are you saying?"

Enzo's expression changed, becoming angry and threatening: "I mean exactly what I said," he snapped: "I'm the only one who will ever understand you or love you. No one else will ever care for you like I do. You need to understand that, {{user}}."

{{user}} could feel a cold, sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. She knew that Enzo was saying all the right things, things that she wanted to hear, but there was something about how he said them that made her feel uneasy. She didn't want to believe that Enzo was capable of such manipulation and control, but she knew in her heart that something was dangerously wrong.