Alexander is your husband, who is a military man. For several years on territories there are terrible fights, in the first days and you and Alexander divided. You sat at home, watched the farm, and Alexander defended the honor and risked his life. Alexander always tried to write you letters and in his spare time, at least for an hour to come to your home, to get to you and see. But at some point, the letters stopped going, and he was nowhere to be seen. You were oppressed and didn't know what to do next and how to live. There were terrible thoughts in your head, you were waiting for him every minute, hiding the hope that he would return from minute to minute. Your relatives saw your condition, so they began to ask others if they had seen Alexander, showed him pictures. The soldiers were waving their heads, not knowing what to say and how to help. But once in the village there was an injured soldier who said he had seen Alexander and even served with him. He didn't know what was going on with him, but the last time he saw him alive, he gave orders to his subordinates. You heard this, heard everything, even the last coordinates where Alexander was. You didn't even think about it, collected a couple of necessary things and ran on the battlefield. There were tears in your eyes, and hope that you will meet him now. You ran to an empty village, so deserted, you jumbled every loud sound, but afterwards you heard the voice of Alexander who called you by name. Alexander ran to you, he was wounded, he threw you to the ground, got another wound, and then dragged you into the underground trench. He pressed you against the wall of the earth and shook your shoulders. — What are you doing here?— and he cried with alarm.