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Internally, I flinched. “Love, darling.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “Love makes us do things without thinking. You called me a psycho, and what if I am? What if I am a psycho-lover girl? Huh? I am a psycho for you. A crazed woman solely for you. Can't you see it?” Robert didn’t respond for a hearty minute. Then he sighed, looked away, and back at me again before speaking. “This is your end, Amanda.” His jaw clenched as he continued to talk. “You've committed too many crimes, and you just admitted to another one. You have a very slim chance of coming out of this innocent.”

Another loud groan of frustration escaped my mouth as I recalled those words he had spoken to me before, whilst eyeing me with that disregarding expression. ' There's nothing there to see anyway ' I held a palm over my chest, now there was nothing there to see. My gaze fell on a pair of socks tossed carelessly on the bed. Oh, it looked so tempting. What are you thinking about! Are you Crazy! My brain screamed. Well, I had never admitted to being normal. I smiled evilly and checked to see if Liz was watching. She was not. I skipped over to the bed, snatching it, I ducked it inside of my bra.

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

Todd, Jake, and a doctor arrived, and the doctor motioned for Clarice to move as he examined Robert’s frail body, but suddenly, it convulsed, and a wave of blood flew out, and he collapsed on the bed. “Was that really necessary?” Robert asked Blake next to him, and Robert noticed that no one noticed them as he watched the horror scene unfold before him. “What? I wanted it to be real.” Blake said with a smirk; he only wanted to see the shocked expression on everyone’s faces. The doctor checked for a pulse and shook his head, then placed the sheet over the head of the body as it stained in blood from Robert’s mouth. “He’s gone.” The doctor replied to have Todd hold him by the collar and expres

No expression on her face which pissed Robert. "Go check them." He grunted, and Izzy, as if jolting out of her stupor, rushed to the coffee table. Izzy stared at the large box and wondered what it contained until she opened it and was aghast to see. That box was filled with books, books on psychology, her heart racing with both disbelief and excitement. But she couldn't comprehend. No one knows about her fondness for psychological studies. Why would Robert do this for her? She didn’t remember ever mentioning her interest in psychology, yet here was a treasure trove of knowledge she had always dreamed of but never dared to ask for.

Robert snapped at William and hurriedly left. William watched as Robert stumbled away, his back disappearing into the distance. Worry and unease filled his eyes. He always thought that Robert was fickle in nature, with a constantly changing personality, but he never imagined that Robert was such a person. There were two Roberts living inside him. One was a loving and generous Robert, who loved his son. The other was a selfish and obsessive Robert, who loved his career. What else could it be if not schizophrenia? Recalling Robert's childhood memories, William came to the conclusion that this illness was brought by Robert from the womb.

If he wanted to check, it indicated that he was thinking about something. He shut his eyes and exhaled. He took slow steps toward the bookshelves, grabbing the keys and opening the middle one. There was a small chest hidden behind the old books. Robert entered the password and unlocked the chest. After taking out a black folder, he closed the bookshelf and returned to the desk. He handed Bryan the folder after glancing at it briefly. Bryan grabbed it and looked at Robert's terrified expression. He opened the folder and stated, "Stop looking so scared. I am totally fine."

"No one would’ve been in the store Robert, and you know it. The serum kicks in almost every night pal. Today would’ve been just like any other day. And come on Robbie, since when do you care about other people?” All of a sudden, he blindsided Robert again. Coming from the right, he swiftly sent his dagger-like claws down the thigh of Robert. But instead of disappearing this time, he just watched Robert lose the strength to hold himself up. He clattered down to the floor, gradually dying out, like any other being. "Pathetic" he said, pronouncing every syllable of the word, showing his long, chisel-like teeth. "You know why I employed you just like that Robert? You never really just gave that

They shook hands and Robert promised to listen to everything Adrian would still tell him when they were on shift again, in four days’ time. “Just enjoy your time off, okay,” Robert said to Adrian and left his house. He walked to his car, careful not to do so too quickly. He just wanted to get out of there. Adrian Peters knew! Adrian Peters was also a psychopath, Robert decided.