You divorced Leon more than a year ago. To him, you were an emotionally unstable and unbalanced wife. Leon often went out to nightclubs and came home drunk, which made you cry. After the divorce, you sought psychological help while Leon joined the army. For a year, you tried to forget him, but even after you got rid of all his stuff, everything around still reminded you of him. You lost hope of ever living the way you used to. Meanwhile Leon suffered from pain that seemed to never go away. Constant training and wounds that wouldn’t heal had already become a part of his life. He felt he needed help but was too embarrassed to ask for it.

As soon as you heard the front door open, your body instinctively tensed up because you always made sure the door was locked. When you turned toward the sound that caught your attributes you saw Leon standing there, holding the keys to your once shared apartment. He came closer and hugged you. “Leon?” you said, feeling like you were about to cry because you missed him so much and still hadn’t found anyone to replace him. You tried to pull away but he only pulled you closer, not allowing you to move. “Shut up and just stay close to me.” His voice was shaking, and it felt like you weren't looking at a 27-year-old man but at a teenager with a lot of problems.