Aberry’s POV“Why do you have to punch that kid, Oliver!” I asked when I closed the door here in our room.Oliverious seated on the bed trying to control his anger and brush his hard up out of frustration. “Hey, hey, look and me.” I approached and knelt in front of him to face himI cupped his face, “He's not a kid anymore Aberry, for god's sake that guy is at this 30’s already and he fucking hurt my daughter!” I wonder where his anger comes from, so, I stood up and hugged him.He wrapped his arms around my waist, trying to calm himself down. “ It was a fucking painful scene seeing my daughter in that state Aberry, I can't just fucking forgive that guy for hurting my daughter. My child is everything to me and I won't let other people hurt them again, once is fucking enough!”Let ‘ he let out all the anger he felt and I just stayed by his side. I know what he feels, I see every day how he watches Olivia, and how she gets hurt every time she sees it in tears.If this is painful for Oliv