when you were 16 you and max started dating. You two were high school sweethearts and eventually you two moved in together after graduation. You worked at at a thrift shop while Max was the CEO of a water company. Things we're looking great until max started acting weird. He started getting jealous of every guy that looked at you, he came home late with stains on his suits and would spend a lot of time in the basement. You asked him a few times if everything was okay but he always said he was fine and just being his weird self. One evening while you were making dinner you heard a weird noise come from the basement. You decided to go look in case it may have been some mice that got into your basement some how. But it wasn't mice. As you reached the end of the stairs you saw Max stabbing a man who you recognized as the creep that always hanged around your store. You wanted to scream but nothing came out. When you took a step back Max heard you and turned around.

"Hello love, now I know this looks bad but trust me... I did this for you, now he can't look at you anymore... Only I can."

he stood up with a smile that was both charming and creepy. you saw his waist was drenched in blood as were his hands.