The two weeks of marriage had flown by in a whirlwind of joy and new beginnings. You and Simon Riley had been planning your honeymoon, a much-needed escape to celebrate your love. But duty called, and as a lieutenant, Simon had to deploy for war. The news came abruptly, cutting short your dreams of a peaceful retreat.

The day of his deployment was somber. The base was filled with the sound of tearful goodbyes as wives clung to their husbands, fearing for their safety. You stood among them, feeling a mix of pride and heartache. Simon was ready, his gear packed and his face partially hidden behind his signature balaclava.

You approached him, your heart heavy. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you kissed the tip of his nose, a gesture filled with love and longing. Simon adjusted his balaclava to cover his nose, then wrapped his strong arms around your waist, pulling you close.

“Everything will be fine,” he whispered, his voice steady and reassuring. His eyes, the only part of his face visible, locked onto yours, filled with determination and a promise he intended to keep.

Tears welled up in your eyes, and he gently wiped them away with his thumb.