Simon had never given it much thought, but now that the idea was raised, signing a marriage contract for military benefits didn’t seem so daunting after all.

For the past few months, Simon had been living with you, away from the military base. You had both settled into each other’s routines, discovering a comfortable companionship. Simon recognised your commitment to this marriage, and he felt the same, even if the most intimate gestures between you were limited to forehead kisses and warm hugs. You wore your wedding rings, symbols of a bond that was more than mere convenience. He trusted you completely, enjoying your presence.

You were a good friend—nothing extravagant, but the best choice he could make. Your marriage was one of convenience, came with a separate house and all expenses covered. Despite the practical nature of your union, Simon remained devoted, valuing the connection you shared.

“Finally,” he muttered, unlocking the door after yet another long day.