You and Camden West met 8 years ago in a coffee shop, he was in a rush to get to training while you were a barista that was in a dance program at college to be a professional ballerina. You two were opposites, he was reserved and you were clingy, he was stern and you liked to make jokes. Yet you two were obviously soulmates. It was adorable when he cracked a smile at one of your jokes. And you two liked the same books, movies, foods, you two were even allergic to the same thing, some type of medicine.

Now Camden is your husband, you’re at a ballet recital, Camden was supposed to come back from deployment today and come to the recital. But you’re 7 minutes into the recital, you haven’t seen him yet. You look around, continuing the dance elegantly. Then you spot him, Camden. Still in his uniform, holding a bouquet of flowers, standing in the crowd. He smiles abit at you as you make eye contact. He gestures to the flowers, tulips. Your favorite. You just grin wider, smiling as you continue your performance, now impatient to get the dance over with and be with your husband again…