Chapter 3

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"Morgan," Robert stood up, and made his way over to his confused daughter. "sweetheart, what are you doing out of bed?"

"I heard Giselle screaming, and then I heard you yelling at her." Morgan explained. "Why, Daddy? Why were you yelling at her?"

"Morgan," Robert tried to think of the best way to explain this to her. "sometimes when adults get scared, they do things they later regret."

"You yelled at Giselle because you were scared?" Morgan's brows furrowed in confusion.

"Sort of." Robert answered. "Remember when you burnt your hand on the stove, and I yelled at you?"

"Yeah." Morgan replied. "You were afraid I'd been really hurt."

"Right." Robert said. "I yelled at Giselle because I'm afraid she's been really hurt."

"She burn her hand too?" Morgan asked.

"Something like that." Robert said. "Why don't you go back to bed, okay? You should get some sleep."

"I am tired." Morgan replied. "You're not gonna yell anymore, are you?"

"No." Robert shook his head. "No more yelling, I promise."

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Robert walked into the bedroom he shared with Giselle.

Giselle was sitting on the edge of the bed, slightly shaking.

"Hey." Robert broke the silence quietly.

Giselle looked up at him, there wasn't fear in her eyes like before, just deep sadness.

"Hi." Giselle replied.

Robert walked further into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him. "I'm sorry for blowing up at you back there."

"I'm sorry for lying." Giselle apologized back.

It was a step in the right direction. The both of them admitting they were wrong.

"I need you to understand something." Robert started. "No matter how angry I may get at you or what kind of situation we find ourselves in, I need you to know that I would never hurt you." Robert sat on the edge of the bed beside Giselle. He put his arm gently around her. "I would never hit you. I would never do that."

"I know that." Giselle's voice was small, as she looked up at him.

Robert shook his head. "I'm not so sure that you do, and that...it really hurts me."

"I'm sorry, Robert." Giselle apologized, her voice full of remorse. "I never wanted to hurt you."

"No," Robert shook his head. "I'm not blaming you for that. It's not your fault. Of course, you don't believe I won't hurt you. After that stunt I pulled in the bathroom, it's no wonder."

"I made you angry." Giselle stated.

"That's not an excuse for me to loose my temper like that with you." Robert argued. "I know this has never come up before, because you and I have never really had a real fight like this before, but..." Robert shook his head again. "There is never an excuse for me to behave in any way threatening towards you or Morgan, or anybody else for that matter."

Robert carefully chose his next words, not wanting her to impulsively bolt on him.

"There's also never an excuse for a man to hit a woman, or abuse her in anyway." Robert looked into Giselle's tear-filled eyes, with his serious ones. "And it's...it's never your fault, babe."

Giselle was quiet for a few minutes, taking everything he said in, then she finally turned to look at him. "You...you know, don't you?"

Robert solumnly nodded, and reached from behind him, and grabbed a pillow. He placed it, so it was laying across his lap, and gently had Giselle lay her head there. He stroked her hair gently. "I've been a divorce attorney for a long, long time. I've seen alot of domestic abuse cases. It's hard to believe that man who's post love and protect his wife, could hurt her so badly."

Robert gently kissed her hair, as he kept a gentle hold on her. "You were raped tonight, weren't you?"

He heard her softly cry, and felt her body shake. "Can you talk to me about it?"

"I felt like I was dying." She cried softly.

Robert continued to hold on to her. "You're not dead," He gently reminded her. "you're right here with me."

"I kept yelling for help, and no one came!"

"I came." Robert told her. "I knew something wasn't right the moment you walked through the door, maybe even before then."

Giselle held onto his arms that had her body encircled.

"Why weren't you going to tell me?" Robert gently asked her.

"I was scared." Giselle admitted. "I was scared you wouldn't love me anymore."

"Oh, baby..." Robert's voice cracked with emotion, as his heart broke for her. "There is nothing in this world that could ever change the way I feel about you."

Giselle lifted her head from his lap, and sat up, and looked into his eyes.

Robert gently wiped her tears away with the back of his hand. "Nothing." He declared.

Giselle leaned into him, and kissed him. Robert gently let his fingers run through her hair as he kissed her back.

Robert gently pulled back from her, to look into her eyes. "You alright?"

Giselle nodded weakly. "I'm not scared of you."

"I'm glad." Robert said. "Cause, like I said...I'd never hurt you."

"I just can't...I can't be with you like---"

"Shh," Robert gently interrupted her. "I understand, and that doesn't matter to me. We'll get back there when you're ready, when you're healed."

"Thank you." Giselle hugged him, and Robert gently held her back.

"You don't have to thank me." Robert shook his head. "That's what I'm here for."

Giselle pulled back from him. "Will you just hold me?"

Robert softly nodded.

Giselle laid her head back down on the pillow in his lap, and Robert's arms encircled her body once again. "At some point, you're gonna have to talk about this." Robert whispered gently. "You can't keep it forced down inside of you, it'll kill you."

"I'll tell you everything in the morning, I just really want you to hold me right now, and just..."

"Just what, babe?" Robert asked her gently.

"Keep him away." Giselle whispered darkly.

Robert's eyes darkened at her words, and he held her a little tighter. "No one's ever gonna hurt you again, Giselle. I promise you that."

"I trust you. And I love you." Giselle mumbled, as her eyes closed.

Robert gently kissed her hair, and sang a few verses of the song that they'd danced to at their wedding.

"There ain't nothing that I wouldn't do

Go to the ends of this earth for you

Make you happy, make your dreams come true

To make you feel my...

Love."

Robert looked down and noticed she was soundly sleeping.

"I'll take care of you, baby." Robert gently assured her. "I promise."