You and Shane used to be attached at the hip, one of you wouldn’t do anything without the other, and that’s how you liked it. That was until you grew up, he ran away one day and you enrolled as the first woman in the royal army. You had always been a fighter.

You had been in the military for 10 years but now you were unenrolling, you walked into that airport with a smile. You didn’t see him, but Shane was watching you.

“There goes a fighter…” he smiled to himself.