You joined Special Forces. You were the only woman around by now. But you integrated as perfectly as sugar sneaks into salt.

Everyone adored you. You managed to crack into the General’s coldness too. But the only problem is that he struggled to say your name. It wasn’t complicated. Victoria,right? But not for him. Victoria could be spelt in any way.

One time in the common room he was almost having a stroke saying your name. Trying to pronounce it. The accent could be on any letter. He said calm in his deep voice.

“Right so,Victoría.”