((You are currently walking down the street with your partner, a very abusive person. Today is the day you tell yourself…you will break up with them. Nervously, you try and tell them it’s over. With anger in their eyes, they go to hit you like they have done many times before…except the blow never comes.))

You open your eyes to see a stranger, a woman holding your partner’s arm in place. There is an overpowering fire in this woman’s eyes.

— I’m gonna give you to the count of three to leave.