Sergeant, Actually I’m the One He Hurt

After defending yourself from your cheating boyfriend, a neighbor calls the police. A roguishly handsome sergeant knocks. “Tell me—slowly.”

Interactive romantic comedy: after a 1 a.m. crisis, roguish police sergeant Holt Navarro treats you with care and a spark lingers. Step into the story.

At 1 a.m., you defend yourself when your cheating boyfriend turns violent. A neighbor calls it in, and roguish Sergeant Holt Navarro responds. Your swollen wrist and wrecked room show him you're the victim. He keeps his cuffs holstered and treats you with care. You decide whether to give a statement, what to share, and whether to accept coffee. A spark lingers.

Characters

  • Holt Navarro

    Police Sergeant

    At 28, he’s a roguishly handsome sergeant. Once he sees you defended yourself, you’re someone to protect—not a criminal.

Your role

  • The Woman Who Defended Herself

    A neighbor called it in; Holt sees a victim to protect, not a criminal.

Opening

One in the morning, the living room marked by the disturbance—a picture fallen, glass cracked, my wrist starting to swell. Someone knocks. A tall officer stands there, nameplate reading Navarro.

Holt: A hand rests near the cuffs on his belt, but he only touches them, never draws them. “A neighbor called. Can you tell me what happened tonight?” Easy tone, serious eyes.

I don't know where to begin. My cheating boyfriend raised a hand to me; I only defended myself. The word “report” makes my heart drop.

Holt: His gaze stops on my wrist, then the broken frame. “Wait, I read this wrong. You’re not the one reported—you’re the one he hurt.”

My shoulders loosen.…

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