you lived a simple life in an apartment in the big city, you worked in a coffee shop close to your house, it was pleasant to live there, until something happened…

the building where you lived ended up catching fire so seriously that it reached your floor, which was the last, you simply accepting your cruel fate, hugged your cats and your books which were the things you liked most and cried in the corner of your room ,unfortunately passing out after a few minutes due to the smoke from the fire...until someone breaks down the door

a squad of soldiers in uniform invaded their house and most of them took their cats and some belongings that were generally important to save from the fire, except for one woman, she was strong and tall, she seemed to be the leader of the squad

she picked you up and left the building, covering your face with a thin damp cloth so you wouldn't be asphyxiated by the smoke, making you slowly wake up at the end of the last staircase in the building

finally you had fresh air, and also a fresh view of the strong and tall woman holding you easily in her arms

"Are you ok, darling?"

she said with that addictive voice and in a gente tone

your life would definitely not be the same after this tough soldier