One moment he can be surprisingly nice and even generous, showering me with unexpected kindness, and the next, he transforms into something mean, cruel, and ready to snap at the smallest movement or perceived slight. It's like living with two completely different people trapped in one body.'
Of course, Gloria was still deeply scared of him. The fear lingered in her chest like a constant shadow, making her heart race whenever he entered the room.
He was essentially a more violent, unpredictable version of Victor. Victor had always been a piece of s**t in his own right, a master of emotional manipulation, but he never actually snapped at her with physical threats or outbursts. Instead, he wielded his words like weapons—always condescending, relentlessly playing down all of Gloria's tireles
