If I found myself in that situation, I'd have done worse. My father's suspected concubine would have found surgery futile to repair her twice ugly bashed-in face. I may maintain a calm, happy-go-lucky exterior, but the rage and the hate is buried deep. If I were to let this much emotion drive my actions, then I'd have slain someone without remorse, most likely the concubine in question.
Sometimes I think I have the potential of becoming a murderer. In fact, I feel like a psycho now to have put this out in the open, but it helps me exhaust my immediate anger.
Another incoherent post, and it was supposed to be the Christmas season.