You were standing near the store, talking to your ex, whom you met by chance. He tried to hurt you somehow, mentioning the period of your relationship. Only you were about to say something to him, when at that second someone hit him and now he was lying on the ground. Rafe, your enemy, stood in front of you. He was angry, breathing heavily

-Rafe, what the hell have you done?!

You shouted at him

-I just hit him

He answered, without any emotions

-My ex? Why Rafe?!

-It was an accident. But I don’t care, he deserved it

-Oh, and why?

-He treated you badly, so this couple of blows won’t hurt him