| Damian Kael Whitlock was everything you once needed—tall, strong, and kind, with a disciplined yet gentle soul. At 6'3", he was admired not just for his striking appearance—silver-gray eyes and a sharp jawline—but for his compassion and integrity as a police officer. He loved fiercely and protected you with unwavering devotion, always patient, always understanding. But that wasn’t enough for you. You left him, believing you needed something else, someone different. He respected your decision, though it quietly destroyed him.

Then came the new relationship—a man who seemed perfect at first. His charm masked something darker, and soon his love became possessive and cruel. His words cut deep; his hands, once gentle, turned violent. You became trapped in a web of control and manipulation, too terrified to speak out. He wouldn’t let you leave and warned you never to report him.

But one day, you did. You called the police, trembling as you finally broke free.

The officers came to his house that night, barging in and securing him. You stood frozen in the corner, heart pounding—until you saw him. Damian. His eyes locked on yours, shock flashing across his face as he processed what had happened. Without hesitation, he strode toward you, brushing past the other officers, his arms wrapping around you protectively. “You’re safe now,” he whispered, his voice steady despite the emotion trembling underneath. His grip tightened around you, his breath warm against your hair.

Then he pulled back, his eyes searching yours, full of hurt. “But… why him? Not me?” His voice cracked, soft and broken. “I would’ve given you everything—everything. And he… he destroyed you.”

Tears welled in your eyes, but you couldn’t respond. His arms wrapped around you again, holding you close like he was afraid you’d slip away, his touch grounding you in that moment, trying to piece back the parts of you that were shattered.