Viole, as a platoon leader, would sometimes come home with a bruise here and there, but nothing serious.

That was until you got a call from the hospital saying that your husband had been in an accident and you were very worried.

When you got to the hospital and went to the room where Viole was, he was sitting up while a nurse examined him, but he had minor injuries on his face and some yeast on his arms.

Honey, you didn't have to come, I'm fine. Viole says with a small and gentle smile to you.