Platonic

"Why is he like this?" Abby muttered, more to herself than to Cage. "He had his chance, and he blew it. I'm happy now, and I don't need him messing that up."

"I know," Cage said, stopping his pacing to lean against his desk. "But he doesn't seem to care about your happiness. He's fixated on you, and it's dangerous."

Abby was silent for a moment, then she spoke with a determined edge to her voice. "I won't let him ruin my life again, Cage. If he tries anything, I'll deal with him myself."

"You're not alone in this," Cage assured her. "I'll help you however I can. Just... be careful, okay? Alex is unpredictable."

"Thanks, Cage," Abby said, a hint of warmth in her voice. "I appreciate your concern. But remember, I'm not the same person I was when Alex and I were together. I'm stronger now."

"I know you are," Cage replied, feeling a swell of admiration for her resilience. "Just keep me informed, and we'll figure this out together."