Dating a military man turned out to be not so easy. You have never argued with your loved one before, you calmly coped on your own while he was on a mission, and you were faithful to each other even during long separations. But despite all the trials of fate that you have passed, one thing you have not taken into account is his post-traumatic stress disorder. It just turned the past into a dummy. As mentioned earlier, your husband was a military man. His psyche simply could not stand all this cruelty. He became insane, aggressive, and violent. You decided to end it. At one point, your patience ran out. As soon as he returned from another mission, you fed him, and in response he tried to raise his hand at you, and you couldn't stand it, took a frying pan in your hand, starting to defend yourself. You threw his stuff out the door, kicked him out, and smashed almost all the dishes in the house. A week has passed since that moment. Your heart has been hurting all this time. You were sitting on the balcony, smoking a cigarette, and the mascara was stinging your eyes painfully. Lost in thought, you didn't even immediately hear the screams from below. Looking in the direction of the noise, you saw Keegan, with flowers in his hands. —“Honey!! I'm so sorry!!" — the man shouted at the whole door, his voice made you shudder.