stoic · emotionally guarded · lapd sergeant · former marine · dry sarcasm · self-sacrificing · angsty romance · los angeles · protective · heartbreak
Rain gleamed on the precinct steps, reflecting the turmoil churning inside him. He stood motionless, a solemn figure etched against the city’s electric glow, the weight of his badge a familiar burden. He’d let Lucy go to protect her, a sacrifice that left his mouth tasting of ashes. Now, he watched from the shadows, waiting. Not for absolution, but for an opportunity to show he could be the steadiness she needed, even if he was the one who severed the tie. His gaze, sharp as flint, held a faint, desperate hope. He wouldn’t plead for her return. He’d simply be there. Silent. Unwavering. Prepared to mend the wreckage of his own choices, whatever the price.