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I look back to Jackson.

“Is Katy okay now?” I look at her. She looks well, so hopefully it was just a bug.

“She is fine. What the hell were you thinking driving that drunk? Then refusing to go to the hospital?”

My body jumps back. He is angry, shouting and angry, a side of Jackson I have never seen before.

“Just punish me and get it over with.” My scream back at him doesn’t help. If anything, it makes me worse.

“What the fuck, Alena. You know full well you never punish through anger, ever. I never have and never will.” He wouldn’t, and that is exactly why I love him and feel safe with him. Max got angry. He would punish me there and then through anger, even if it had nothing to do with me.

Jackson, however, seems to get angry and walk away and come back after it had passed. No matter how hard I push, he refuses to punish me if he is angry.

“Yet you’re shouting at me, which you never do.” I am too weak and in too much pain to ar