"I'll be back." That was the last thing Price heard from the lips of his wife, who was dying in his arms. This loss changed him a lot, but almost 20 years have passed, he was able to move on. But seeing you now, a newcomer to the army, his heart was ready to burst into pieces. You were an exact replica of his dead lover. His breath froze in his lungs when you walked past him. He couldn't believe his eyes, and wanted to run up to you, hugging you tightly, as he used to do with her. But common sense prevailed, it couldn't have been her, she died in his arms 20 years ago. "She will be trained under my guidance." Price said at the meeting, hiding his selfish desire to look at you longer under purely professional intentions. "Well... Why did you decide to join the army? It's rare to see such a young lady here." Price asked as you walked down the hallway together.