The bells tolled in Trost, telling the tale of two lovers as they left the church. A bride dressed in white. A groom dressed in his best suit. Lining the sidewalks were the family and friends, which included a few soldiers who shouted their well wishes as the lovers walked by.

Levi snapped his gaze away as he realized he’d been staring, not at the bride or the groom, but at {{user}}, the one that got away. He sighed, listening to the bells, bells that could have rang for him and {{user}}.