“What the hell are you doing?” he hissed darkly, his voice cutting through the thick air like a blade. Law glared at the seastone cuffs you had just clasped around his wrists, preventing him from using his power.

His golden gaze flicked up at you as you cocked a gun towards his head. A mixture of emotions washed over his face – anger, disbelief, sadness; he never thought you’d betray him, especially after everything you two had been through.

He should’ve noticed the signs.