Endangered {H.S}

I saw him. I saw the way he looked at me. The way he watched me through the car window, the way his eyes flicked between me and the driver, the panicked look on his face as they took me away. I tried so hard to fight. Fight for him. Fight for our future together, fight for his safety. His face was full of pain and mine was too, I could feel it. I didn't want to remember his face this way. This would be the last time I saw him for a while, wouldn't it?