Adam stared at the man on the ground, anger bubbling in his chest as he hit the man with the stick again. He groaned on the floor and turned.
How dare he? How dare he try to touch his wife? Adam hit him again, this time kicking him by the side with his feet. He did so again and again. His skin boiled in red-hot anger and he could barely recognize his surrounding, until he heard an audible gasp that reached into his heart and pulled him out from his trance.
He looked up. Summer clasped her palms over her mouth. Her hair was all over the place, stuck to her forehead with sweat and, specks of sand. He noticed the tears that stained her face and squeezed his fist, taking a short breath before stepping over the man and walking to her.
He let the stick drop by his side, and clasped Summer's f
