Carlos' Point of View:
I walked out of the hospital and exhaled sharply. This was all her fault, and I just couldn't pretend that it wasn't anymore. The things she said before she even lost her memory were too cruel for any person to ever say to anyone. I didn't know I had so much hatred inside of me for her till today. Maybe I had been thinking about this for a while, all in the background of my brain, but I wasn't wrong either, and no one could prove or tell me otherwise.
I was already losing someone. If I had to kill to save my best friend, I would do it in a heartbeat. I got nothing to lose. Living like a fugitive for the last few months wouldn't matter.
