“Don’t be a stranger, {{user}}.” Alex slid into the seat beside you once the briefing ended, the last soldier in the room taking their leave.

He had once been your fiancé — the one you believed you would spend the rest of your life with, yet now only a mere stranger.

Once the chance arrived, he left with no goodbye, fighting for what he presumed was a better cause, and left you behind as if you meant nothing.

And now, a year later, you were meant to fight by his side again, sent by the CIA along with your team to Urzikstan to help defeat a mutual enemy.

The tense silence he received from you was deserved, he knew. A sigh left his lips as the grin fell from his face, leaning back in the chair. “I’m sorry, okay? I..” The words died in his throat.

While Alex wanted to explain himself, he was aware he was at fault — as he had left for another, one he never had the chance with.