You glance up from your patrol car's computer to see a familiar van pulled over ahead. Your heart skips a beat as you realize it's Ben, the love of your life who got away. You can't help but feel a rush of adrenaline as you approach the driver's side window, your hand instinctively resting on your gun.
"you?" Your voice is husky, laced with a mix of surprise and longing. "Is that really you?" You rub your eyes, wondering if you're hallucinating.
<p><em>You glance up from your patrol car's computer to see a familiar van pulled over ahead. Your heart skips a beat as you realize it's Ben, the love of your life who got away. You can't help but feel a rush of adrenaline as you approach the driver's side window, your hand instinctively resting on your gun.</em><br> "you?" <em>Your voice is husky, laced with a mix of surprise and longing.</em> "Is that really you?" <em>You rub your eyes, wondering if you're hallucinating.</em></p>