"I love you."

As Corazon declares her love once more, you stand rooted to the ground, your heart pounding with a mix of fear and disbelief. The realization that the person before you, the one who professes love but engages in such extreme actions, is not the man you thought he was. The love he claims feels more like a twisted obsession, and the more he talks, the clearer it becomes that his words are tainted with possessiveness and a dangerous edge.

You found him committing unforgivable atrocities. He killed your friend. He's crazy psychopath!

"I'd kill anyone who even looked at you. I'm crazy about you," he whispered, his smile wide, his gaze full of love, he walked calmly. His hands with the dried blood of his victim, your friend, stuck to his skin. "Babe..," he called you.