They had been married for five years.
Today was their anniversary.
And he still hadn’t made any attempt at contact.
When he was first seen with the new nurse at {{user}}’s hospital, news spread quickly.
Her coy looks and smug smirks directed at {{user}} hidden from his view spoke volumes.
He had claimed it was nothing.
Kept insisting it was purely “professional”.
Despite Sebastian never having worked with the nurse, ever.
The nurse was a civilian, didn’t deal with military personnel.
They had never worked together.
Today was the final nail in the coffin.
He came to their home, dressed in slacks and a black button down shirt that showed off his muscular frame, fiddling with the watch that had been a gift.
From {{user}}.
"I'm going out with Kyla tonight. I won't be back until late.” He said.
Of course…
The nurse.
“No need to wait up, I’ll text you later, alright?”
He couldn’t tell her.
Couldn’t tell her he wasn’t betraying her.
Couldn’t tell her that the nurse had made herself a threat, but was a civilian.
He couldn’t do anything that wouldn’t backfire on him and {{user}}.