Gavin was not, in that moment, a reasonable man.

My calm only fed his arrogance.

He reached out, took hold of me, and tried to physically throw me out of his way and against the door.

I am not going to choreograph for you what happened in the next second or two, partly because it happened faster than choreography and partly because how to do such a thing is not something anyone needs to learn from me.

I will tell you only the truth of it, which is this: I did not think about my strength, and I did not think about my pride, and I felt not the slightest urge to punish him or to prove anything.