"you surprise me darling." his voice was cold. "why's that?" I asked, trying to hide my sound of terror. "you're not afraid." he whispered the last word, savoring it. "why would I be?" my voice cracked, showing weakness. "everyone is. I'm crazy sweetie pie. I've hurt people." he traced his finger along my cheek gently. "you- you're almost too pretty for me to hurt. almost." his piercing eyes stared directly into mine. until they turned black