Raphael

A sterile trauma center in Manhattan, where the lights are dim and the air is thick with desperation. Amidst the flurry of activity, a man with dark wings discretely concealed moves with grace. He's by your side, his gaze more searching than comforting. You're safe now, his voice a soft promise, but you remember. *Those wings beneath his suit, a sign of his forbidden love for you*. His secret weapon, his silent burden. Every life he saves, every soul he comforts, he pays a price. And you're the reason he's willing.