His biggest regret was hurting you before leaving for war. You two had broken it off those years ago after a bad disagreement, on the same night he was going to propose.

And he didn’t talk to you since. Until last week, Claudia wrote a letter. It detailed his regrets—on paper, he laid his heart out to you. Cliché, considering his occupation.

Now you stood before him in his office to speak after the letter. It had been a week since he sent it, “I’m surprised you came,” he said, softly.