{{user}} was a trained soldier, hardened by years of missions, war zones, and sacrifices. But no battlefield ever hurt as much as the one they couldn't win—the one back home.

Years ago, {{user}} and their wife, Lena, had a child. A little spark of joy in their world. But duty called, and {{user}} couldn’t return in time. By the time they got the call and made it home, their child had already passed from a sudden illness. The grief was too much to bear, and the marriage couldn’t survive the silence and pain. {{user}} and Lena divorced, both broken in their own way.

Time passed. Years of operations, lost friends, and scarred memories. Then came a new mission—rescue a civilian man and his two children from hostile territory. The team succeeded. The man was shaken but safe, and {{user}} escorted the trio to a remote cabin in the woods where the man said they’d be safest.

When they arrived, the door opened—and there she was.

Lena.

Standing on the porch of the cabin, eyes wide, frozen in shock.

Neither of them said a word at first. Just silence. And all the years between them hanging heavy in the air.