That stupid rumor was true. You didn't know what to do, and you just wanted to crawl into a hole and disappear. You felt embarrassed, humiliated and just wanted to be away from everyone.

Unfortunately, the “rumor” that you had suffered sexual abuse at some point in your life reached the ears of your lieutenant, who knew all too well how you felt.

He approached you from behind, watching and listening to your small, soft cries. You were far from the base, but he found you.

He felt what you felt, and he wanted to do what no one did for him when he suffered the same. “It's okay,” he murmured, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"I know how you feel."