Marcel stopped at the last minute when he recognized his cousin, his fist merely inches away from plummeting his face. His eyes were wide and red with emotions while his fist shook from the rage coursing through his body.
He just stood frozen, his hands still gripping Victor's chest when he said, "Hit me."
Marcel was startled by that comment and his mouth opened yet he couldn't say anything. He just looked into Victor's eyes and his cousin stared back at him. Those eyes were filled with determination and courage.
Victor was not scared of him, in fact, there was not even an ounce of protest coming from his body. If hitting him was going to make him feel better, then so be it. It was his fault as well that Arianna got taken. He could not do anything. He was so useless.
