NICOLE
All I can do is stand by while Roman punches the guy in the face, kicks him in the ribs, and curses him.
"Hey, I'm sorry!" the guy bursts out. "Are you f*****g crazy?"
Like a possessed beast, Roman pulls him to his fists and slams him against the wall. I watch this scene unfold before me numbly—later, the horror of this evening will register. Right now, all I can do is watch.
He practically growls. "You ever put your hands on her again, I'll f*****g kill you. Do you understand me?"
He pushes the guy toward the exit, causing him to stumble. He then scrambles to his feet and disappears through the crowd, leaving the two of us alone.
Roman turns to face me, fists still clenched. His expression softens a tad while he asks me, “Are you alright? Did that fucker hurt you?”
I rub
