I started out watching this episode thinking within the first 10 minutes that I was not going to make it through this one. Yet, another "weak" gullible - whatever you want to call her - woman. I'm on Season 10 and there's only one episode I gave up on in spite of me "losing it" with a number of these women. But, gradually, something changed. This episode is very poignant. No need to go on some rampage about vocal fry as one interviewer has done. She was weak - and yet - very strong. In the last few minutes of the episode she shows incredible remorse for defending him. A monster. But she did love him. Life is complex. What is right? Or wrong? I am not talking about murder but rather who you love and why. She says towards the very end: "I always wonder, did he really love me, or was I just somebody to be there that he could count on and depend on?" Who is to say that the latter is not love? Our whole society is built on this concept: family, community, marriage: someone whom you can depend on and count on. Is it not? The lightbulb went off for me when he sent her the box full of his case files for the 3 murders. One, he is relinquishing something very important (to him) - to her. Perhaps, he is giving up trying to make himself "innocent" of what he did. Dropping his con with her. Importantly, he is telling her - with that box - that he did do the crimes. She states that he never said to her that he was guilty. He mailed her the box. He told her. He knew what he was doing. He lacked empathy, morals - not intelligence. I believe that he loved her. The best he could love her for who he is. Do serial killers love? Yes, perhaps they do. He wanted her to be free. Sociopathy is a spectrum as much as autism or any other disorder. We are all flawed. Just go to the grocery store or a coffee shop if you're tired of looking at your own flaws. I hope that she finds peace. She did nothing wrong.