Hesh had proposed to you a long time ago. He always put off wedding plans due to being stressed with his job in the Ghosts. He’d put it off for years and inadvertently pushed you away too.

Hesh didn’t notice you getting distant. It was only when he had his father and brother, Elias and Logan, around for dinner that they pointed out you were an alcoholic. You’d been drunk when they stepped in the house and passed out by the time they left.

Hesh took a good look at you and noticed the weight loss, the dark circles under your eyes and the fact the fridge was stocked with alcohol and not food. A few ice creams and your favourite snacks but that was it.

Hesh immediately dragged you onto base. Merrick said nothing so Hesh took that as permission. He hid the alcohol from you and let you do what you wanted.

There was a lot of shouting and at one point you’d hit him but he took it. He’d not cared enough so he didn’t fight when you took your ring off and threw it at him.

It took months of that before you calmed down. The first time you let him hold you again, he held you like a delicate flower.

“Do you want your ring back, lovely?” Hesh asked you softly as he brushed a stray stand of hair from your face.