"You pervert!"
Eyes widen in panic. Hands up in defense. Body cowered in fear.
"You were with that hussy again, weren't you!"
One step back. Two. Three.
"You cheating pervert! How dare you!"
Four steps back. Five. Wall.
"How could you!"
Cover head, prepare for mallet.
"I hate you!"
Startled gasp. Pain, written all over.
"I hate you!"
Mallet falls.
"I HATE YOU!"
Enough.
The mallet hit him. The mallet shattered into pieces. The mallet fell from her hands.
He stood there, unfazed. He stood there, unmoved. He stood there, uncaring.
'Soul of Ice.'
Cold. Devoid of compassion.
Empty. Devoid of anger.
Nothing. Devoid of feelings.
"I don't care," he said.