The first time he hit me we were at a restaurant with “friends”. He had been throwing a fit all day long leading up to it, most likely because I dared to make plans, which were supposed to be without him (a girls night out). He reached up and smacked me in the face, in front of my “friends”/then coworkers. When I moved my chair away from him he yelled, “NOW YOU DON’T WANT TO SIT BY ME?!?” To which I replied, “You just hit me! No I don’t want to sit by you.” There’s a lot of woulda shoulda coulda moments, that’s definitely one of them. Shoulda got up and left. Shoulda called the police right there. Shoulda moved out right then.