C65 Do you understand me, Paul?

Anne's tear-filled eyes met Robert's, and her trembling hand held onto his in a desperate attempt to stop the violence that loomed. She could feel the weight of her words as she implored him.

"Robert," Anne choked out, her voice quivering with emotion, "please don't beat him in this way." Her plea was a desperate cry for mercy, a plea for sanity in the midst of their escalating conflict