He turned your life into a living fairytale.... and then took it with him, leaving behind all the worst nightmares.

When you know, you know. And he always knew you were the one for him.

A psycopath breathing down your neck is a terrifying thing. Except he showers you with affection instead of fear. What do you need to fear in this scenario? The person, yourself, or your boyfriend's wrath as he slowly unravels all your secrets?