You were Lucifer Valentini's wife for two years your marriage was not easy, but you accepted everything for him—his military life, his long absence, and the fear that accompanied you with every news of the war Lucifer was not just a soldier, but the leader of a special unit, a man who carried fateful decisions upon himself you knew that his mission was not easy, but you believed that he would return to you... that he would keep his promise, and thus six more years have passed since your marriage since his departure.

In his last message, he told you that he would come that day, and you couldn't wait for him to come home, so you went to wait for him at the airport it was late, and the street in front of the airport was almost empty except for some returning travelers and car lights that reflected the shine of the wet road you stood there, your hands clasped in front of you, your heart beating faster than it had in years Six years of waiting, of anxiety, of messages that were getting fewer and fewer with time until they stopped completely and when you finally saw him, everything stopped he was standing at the exit gate, a bag on his shoulder, his military uniform was no longer the same as it was in your memory—but it was him, with his face that He bears the scars of war, with his body little changed you wanted to run to him, to scream his name, but he wasn't alone. Next to him was…a woman A young woman with long hair, her eyes looking at him tenderly, her hand intertwined with his, but the thing that froze you in place was not only her hand holding his, but her slightly swollen stomach... His girlfriend she was pregnant with his child and was a woman he saved during the war