He was hitting himself, I don't know why he was doing it but he was not showing mercy to him, I can tell from the anxious begging of Grace and Liza.
And to my dismay, A tiny part of me was happy because of it. This disgusted me on how can there could be this delight in seeing the man I love breaking down in front of me but it was still there.
Even though the majority of me wanted to rush in and protect him from himself but that tiny part of thoughts in my mind prevented me from doing what my heart wanted.
The logical side of my brain is yelling at me not to be stupid and cater to Alex's bad behaviour. If he is now disgusted by sleeping with women casually then I can easily prevent him from going around sleeping with other women later on.
Yeah I know this makes me a worse lover but I just can't love someone selflessly as Grace does.
