She’s mine to protect.
She’s my best friend’s little sister.
My job was to put away criminals. To fight the good fight and make sure justice was served. Only when she needed me the most, I couldn’t capture the man who deserved to rot in prison for what he put her through.
She looked to me for answers, but I had none to give. I couldn’t touch the case with a ten-foot pole. Damn conflict of interest.
The only option I had was to make her feel safe and remind her day in and day out she had a reason to keep living. To keep fighting to survive.
I’d do anything for her. Even if that meant keeping my love for her a secret so she could find herself again.