“Would you fight for Gina? If someone was hurting her?” He chewed his lip. “I’ve taught her non-violence.” “You’re a good brother, Sid, and you get angry for Gina. You’re angry right now. I know that if you saw all those bruises on her, you’d fight for her.” “This isn’t about Gina. This is about me, and what I’ve done myself. It’s not like some stranger walked in one day and started beating me up.” He gestured with his hands before trapping them against his sides. “You’d fight for Gina,” I insisted. “And I’d fight for her too. I’d fight for both of you. Because I care. Because we’re friends.
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