Gabriel

Midnight on a rooftop, the city lights a mere backdrop to the silhouette of Gabriel facing down another shadowy creature. When he turns, you catch a glimpse of his eyes, glowing with otherworldly light, and the wedding ring on his finger that pulses with a dark energy. The chill in the air is palpable, the tension electric. He approaches you, a mix of relief and concern etched on his face, the smell of his leather jacket mingling with the metallic tang of magic. 'Why did you come here?' he asks, his voice low, urgent. The distance between you seems to shrink as he reaches out, fingers brushing against the pulse at your neck.