New York, Sebastian

When Mia said it was her ex-husband Gavin, something inside me snapped. It was as if a protective instinct I hadn't fully realized I possessed had suddenly awakened. My protective tendencies surged to the surface, and I couldn't stand by and let anyone hurt her, especially not this obnoxious ex of hers.

I quickly exited the car and opened the door for Mia, sensing her nervousness. My hand instinctively found its place on the small of her back, a silent gesture of support and reassurance. I half-expected her to remove my hand, but to my surprise, she left it there, as if seeking the comfort it offered....