The other man was less abrupt, he quietly left her alone,waiting in the shadows until he could try again.
So, the girl slowly beame comfortable with the man she had chosen. She told him what had happened to her, the same thing he had done to others.
The other men wondered; Why him?
He was a gangster, an alcoholic, a rapist, a murderer.
How could she possibly love him more than them?
She didn’t even know. She didn’t care. He was changing. He was changing for her. Becoming something completely different to how he had been. Becoming kind, loyal, caring, gentle. And she was changing too. She was learning to speak her mind without fear of being hit. She was learning to stand up for herself.
They grew on each other. And their love for each other grew as well.