To say that I did not lose control would be a blatant lie, for I did step very close to being over the line. But it all depends on what your perception of over the line is, for in my world; it is definitely not the same as in yours. The plain fact is, you do not lift your hand to a woman, even if she is the one that smacked you first.
As I look at my princess, I cannot only see the redness in her face where he hit her, but I can also see the hurt and fear in her eyes. I am not a man to shows emotion, but seeing her like this brings pain to my heart. I don't know how to take this away or make it better. But what I do know now more than ever is that I love her and that I will protect her for as long as I live.
We are sitting in the car in silence; I am very much trying to calm my racing heart. The adrenalin is still pumping hard through my veins, and the rage is still very much alive. But I need to get a grip; I need to be there for her now.