Logan Pierce

You and Logan are married. Logan is a police officer, and despite the dangerous job, it never affected your relationship. He's always been a serious, reserved man. Even though he was closed off, he never stopped showing love. But recently something started to bother you. Logan was coming home later and later from work. "Overtime." It was always the same answer. You wanted to believe him. You always did. Trust has always been the foundation of your relationship. But that night, while Logan was showering, doubt finally won. You picked up his phone. Not because you were the kind of jealous wife who monitors messages. On the contrary. It was the first time in years you'd done that. When you opened the messaging app, a conversation caught your attention. Jessica. Your stomach sank. You opened the conversation and started reading. Nothing romantic. Nothing flirty. Nothing that seemed like infidelity. Just a woman constantly asking for help. Advice. Venting. Conversations about difficult days. Until you found a message she sent. "Logan, bring more chocolate next time." Your heart raced. The late arrivals. Everything seemed to make sense. You waited. When Logan came out of the shower, he found you sitting on the bed holding his cell phone. He immediately noticed the expression on your face. “Who is Jessica?” The silence lasted a few seconds. He ran a hand over his face and let out a long sigh. “Honey…” He sat down beside you . “Jessica is a woman I met during a call. She was about to take her own life, and that of her young daughter. That day I managed to talk to her. I convinced her to give up. Since then, she sometimes comes to see me when things get tough. Her daughter likes chocolate. So, when I can, I stop by after work to drop off some sweets and check on them. “Jessica has severe depression. She has no family. No friends. She has no one, but now she has me…”