The third point of view:
"I tried all I could and yet I couldn't make it on time and you know that all I was going to do was apologize to you! But you didn't even give me the chance to do so!" He yelled at her as if he wanted those words to sink into her head.
"Because I don't want to!" Anabelle retorted, "I'm so sick and tired of your apologies that I don't want them anymore!"
"What do you want then?" His face was furious, this was the first time they were having a serious fight. Every other tome, Anabelle had been understanding until now.
He went on, "If you don't want my apology, what then, Anabelle? For me to get down on my knees for forgiveness?" He gestured mockingly, "Or perhaps, a slap in the face would satisfy you?" He took her hand and raised it to his face.
"Slap me then if that would appease your anger, I would take it," He incited her, "Come on, Annabelle! Do it!"
