~Carmen POV~
I hung up the phone from the Brooklyn PD and took a deep uneasy breath. As suspected, I was unable to do anything today being that it was the weekend. I had to wait until Monday morning. The operator to the police station said my best bet was to go in, make a formal criminal complaint and then seek a restraining order. I started pacing back and forth around my small kitchen. I was starting to get cold feet. I wish I could tell you that this decision and my brave and absolute stance on coming forward was somehow new, but it wasn’t. This was the progression of how this went, he would do something that would scare the s**t out of me, and I would come to the realization that I could not continue to live like this and muster up the courage to decide to go to the police, only to b
