I stood, frozen as they swarmed in, metal clinking and their voices loudly rumbling. If I had slept at all last night I don’t know I could be sure that this was reality. It felt like every movie scene when the killer gets busted.

But I wasn’t the killer.

I knew they had to come sooner or later, but it didn’t make this sudden sense of helplessness any easier to process. I was pushed to the ground, hard, I could hear him screaming but his words were slurred in my ears. I didn’t do anything.

This was a losing game from the beginning.

But I love her.