Santiago People hate me, and many want me dead. I never pretended to be a good man. I know what a see when I look in the mirror, the same thing everyone else sees, a monster. Then I meet him and nothing has ever brought me closer to hell. I want to hate when he touches me, but the only time I feel like I'm withering away is when he doesn't. What is meant to fully break me, may also be the thing that sets me free. Angelo My name has never been a reflection of who I am and I've never pretended it was. Especially when my enemies come face to face with me for the first time. My eyes are always the last thing they see before I bleed them dry from every bit of life they have, but not him. No, Santiago morales will live. I will break him apart piece by piece until he is begging for death. But the longer he is here, the more I wonder who will be the real loser of this game.