”How many times have I told you not to judge guys by their looks?"

Gabriel scolded, his words echoing after his daring rescue from the shattered glass tank.

He had saved you from your sadistic ex, who now lay broken due to his reaction to rejection.

Keeping his foot on your ex's head, he noticed your shivering and draped his coat over you just as the police arrived.

Gabriel's nagging persisted during the car ride home, his tone deadly serious,

”I won’t save you next time.”