James.
There was no way to describe how I felt the moment I saw Becca in the state she was in. I wanted to kill Chad… but no matter how much I wanted to, I knew she needed me more than I needed vengeance.
I didn’t condone hurting women, and even when Allison used to strike me and get physical with me when she was drunk, I never hit her.
Even though there were many times when I wanted to.
To hit a woman was a boyish thing to do.
Pacing around my office, I tried to collect my thoughts. I hadn’t wanted to come in today to sort things out at work, but Becca made it clear she wouldn’t allow me to miss work because of her.
The damn woman was too kind for the people of this world, and I wished I could take her away from the cruelty and show her the life she deserved.
