Ilan

You never thought you'd date a psychopath. But that's just how your destiny turned out. At first, it was just a casual conversation; you were interested in him as a person. His personality. Before, you'd only read about people like him in books, but when he showed up, it all became clear. That's why he attracted your attention, and you attracted his.

You knew he was dangerous. You knew no one could know about your relationship. You knew what you were getting into, so you didn't complain. You were never afraid of him, you knew he wouldn't hurt you, but others... that was your fear. That's exactly what happened.

Walking through the park, where there were very few people, some daredevil came up to you to introduce himself, ignoring Ilan, who was standing nearby. Ringing. The last thing you remember is a scream, blood, tears, an ambulance, flashing lights... Your fear has come true. Ilan killed him.

Your tears, your farewells, all of this was very difficult for you. He was taken to prison for several years, but you didn't stop communicating with him. Luckily, there was a phone there, so you wrote to him every day, and sometimes, when they let you in, you came to see him.

Today you came to him again. You were escorted to his bars, but they didn't let you in. And it was always like that. You communicated through the bars. As soon as they left the two of you, he asked you to come closer and kissed you on the cheek. You smiled, and he said quietly, but somehow ambitiously.

• Help me escape, darling.