Angela's POV :
Oh no! I think Dorothy can calm him down. "DOROTHY!" I called for her. In a swift motion Yakov held me bridal style and carried us to his room. When he put me down, he looked into my eyes and that's how he calmed down.
He spoke up, "Dorothy this, Dorothy that, you could've married her instead."
I slapped him hard on his cheek. He seemed angry for a second then he grabbed my hand and kissed it. He said, "Hit me more, till you're satisfied."
I did just that. I vented out all my sadness, anger and hurt on him. A few punches and pinches is all he got. I hit him to my heart's content and there were tears streaming down my face. I just started pounding his chest and asked him the same question again and again, "WHY??"
After I was finished with him, he sat me on the bed. I was
