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Bryan staggered, his hand instinctively going to his jaw, which now throbbed with pain. The man glared at him, fury etched across his face, clearly ready to strike again. “Listen to me!” Bryan tried to interject, holding his hands up defensively. “You’ve got it all wrong. I—” But before he could finish, another punch came flying, barely giving him a chance to dodge. The man sneered, his words dripping with disdain. “Who do you think you are, touching my family? You think you can just take my son and go?”. Bryan’s patience was wearing thin, and when the man raised his fist a third time, Bryan caught it mid-swing, his grip firm and unyielding. “Enough,” Bryan said, his voice cold and steady, his gaze sharp. The man’s face contorted with rage and disbelief. “How dare you touch me back! D