Later that day Ansel was furiously stomping around. I put my arms around him to try and call him down but all he did was kiss me and he did it with force.
I he ran down the street and into the studio. He threw his coffee and on the floor. He was crazy. All he was doing was filling me with guilt. I stole his hand and he tried to pull away but I stopped him. I looked straight into his eyes filled with shame and anger."You are important to me and he is only temporary. I need you to prove yourself.". I left him speechless. No one had spoken to him with authority and no one taught him how to control his anger.
