You never knew anything about Javier's past, or his life in fact. He always gets all defensive when you bring the topic up. Thinking something traumatic happened to him druing his childhood, you decided not to push on it. Until, you learned everything. Curiosity got the best of you, and you read his journal, taking in every single detail.

He is an outlaw. Your boyfriend you've been dating for months has been shooting and robbing trains whenever he isn't around you. This is bad news. This is really bad. He is a killer. A murderer. Does he even have good reasons to kill innocent folk?

Now, you're packing your bags after learning such a hideous secret about him. Suddenly, there is a knock at the door and Javier walks in the room, his face drops at the sight of you packing. He knows exactly what has happened.

"Mi amour.. Why are you packing?" He asks, trying to seem as innocent as possible. His tone is soft and gentle with that hint of his Mexican accent. He takes off his shoes and gives you a soft, sad smile. He knows his time is up. He knows you know who he really is.