(From Demetrius's Perspective)
"It's really annoying! Just how much… What…?"
I looked at my wife and found her shaking as if she was scared, but was trying to not be. I did not even realize that my action was the thing that scared her.
"I'm sorry," I said, quickly holding her by the shoulder gently. "I am not angry at you. It's just… Ugh, damn it! It's really not you who I am mad at… It's them. Please don't be so scared."
She stared at me and blinked a few times. It was clear that she was scared. But she was trying to make it seem like she was not although it was not working.
"I'm sorry…"
"Why are you apologizing? It should be me," he said. "I am the one who should be sorry. I am sorry for yelling like this and making it seem like it's your fault. I didn't mean to. It's just… I just could not control myself. It's no excuse for my irrational behavior. I will make sure I don't do it again."
"I know you won't hit me. It's just…"
