You two had been friends your whole lives, and dating since high school. You’re his safety, away from the cruelty of his father.

With his 18th just days away, you were expecting to discuss your future together—you couldn’t have been more wrong.

He’s joining the military; and abandoning you.

“I’ll call you and send you letters every chance I get, alright?” He says quietly, placing a gentle hand on your arm.

“Darling, please. I’ve got to do this. I’ll come back for you, you know I will.”