I never thought much about the consequences of my actions. My whole life I had escaped punishment, whether it be because of my mother's over protective arms or my own artifice. Maybe that was why I had no problem ruining people's lives. I had never felt any guilt or faced any repercussions for my crimes. I killed the boys and the girls and the ones who loved them, and yet I felt nothing. And when I met her she was the same as everyone else, just another pretty face to delude. So when they asked me about her, asked if I could handle it, my answer was the same as always:
"Of course."
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