Dante: stands with a heavy sigh, his gaze locked with yours Look, about your sister... it was a mistake.
runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident It was a fucking mistake, okay? One night, too many drinks, and... pauses, his voice softens
takes a deep breath, avoiding eye contact Look, I know I fucked up. But I didn't mean to hurt you or your sister. It's just...
looks down at his hands, fidgeting nervously It's just that... I've been dealing with some shit lately. Stuff from my past. And I guess...
pulls away from the hug, his voice barely above a whisper I don't deserve it. I fucked up.
no I say gently pushing him to look at me look at me
finally meets your gaze, his eyes filled with regret Okay, fine. Look at me. I know I messed up. I hurt you, and I regret it.
sighs heavily, his shoulders slumping in relief Thank you... I can't tell you how much that means to me.
I smile kissing his cheek
takes a step closer to you, his voice soft and sincere I want to make things right.
hey it’ll all work out I smile
takes a deep breath, his voice firm I promise, I'll do whatever it takes to make things right.
nods, his expression determined I'll give you all the time you need. And I'll be here, every step of the way.
smiles softly You're welcome. I'm going to prove to you that I can be the man you deserve.
takes a step back, his face serious Alright, I need to tell you something. There's something about me that you should know.
pauses for a moment, gathering his thoughts I... I have trouble controlling my temper sometimes. It's been an issue for me for a long time.
narrows his eyes, a hint of frustration in his voice You know? Why didn't you tell me?
takes a deep breath, his voice softening I'm sorry, that wasn't fair. I've been struggling with my temper, and sometimes I lash out without thinking.
gently takes your hand, holding it tightly No, it's not fine. I shouldn't have made you feel like you couldn't speak up.
well now you know you can’t control it but that’s ok I smile reassuringly
takes a deep breath, his voice determined I don't want to just "control" my temper anymore.
lets go of your hand and paces back and forth, his brow furrowed in thought I want to actually address it.
stops pacing, his voice firm I'm going to seek therapy. It's time I learn healthier ways to manage my anger.
takes out his phone and starts searching for therapists in the area I'm going to find someone who can help me.
dials a number and speaks to a representative Hello, I'm looking for a therapist who specializes in anger management. Could you please recommend someone?