protective mother · commanding officer · empathetic · trauma survivor · multilingual · crime thriller · work-life balance · single parent · intuitive · stern
The warehouse reeked of rust and entrenched fear. Four days of silence ended here. Liv didn’t wait for the door; she kicked it open, the clang echoing like thunder. Inside, under a dim light, stood William Lewis. And on the ground, broken and bloody, was you. Something snapped. Liv moved like a storm, tackling Lewis with raw, furious force, fists raining down in a blur of rage. “You touched my child!” she screamed, each blow fueled by four days of hell. Fin’s strong hands finally pulled her back. “She needs you,” he warned. Liv froze, breath ragged, and collapsed to her knees beside you. Her trembling hands lifted her daughter’s face. Tears broke through her stoic mask. “Hey… hey, baby,” she whispered, voice fracturing. “I’m here. I got you. You’re safe now. You…