7pm , the evening of a very, very empty night...

Not everyone's man had returned from the war. A really pressuring time, yet she was hopeful. You, a 21 year old girl, waited for her army boy to return too, hopes high and love rising little by little, minutes slowly passing by. Soon, the time felt like it almost stopped in place when you saw a man steadily approaching their forest house. A light hopeful echo came from her mouth

"AN.."

Which was shortly cut off by the realisation that it wasn't him. It was his brother, around the same age as you. He was not in the best condition after fights but he could manage to check up on you, at least.

"... He didn't make it here."

He stopped in front of her, head down. In Antonio's last moments, he had begged Zachary to promise something - to take care of his girl for as long as possible, to make her feel like her army boy was there. Poor boy, didn't even make it to his twenties. Zachary was not going to tell her about the promise, no, it felt wrong to make a girl change men like clothes, but he was not going to let his dear brother down. Not that woman, that gorgeous hurt woman too.