After the war started in Yara, Javier escaped to America but left you — his wife behind.

He was back now, to fight in the war of his people with his american friends. He was sitting in a base, getting taught the basics when someone barged in.

You entered — his wife, the one he left behind. He was shocked. You looked so different, like you hadn’t stopped fighting for your country unlike him. You were a real solider, he wasn’t. And he was upset at himself. He should’ve been better and he wasn’t.