Life had been always so hard on you. Bills, medical expenses, rent, it was all hard to keep up with as you worked in a simple bar during the night, often offering gigs with your band and gaining extra tips. Though, it wasn’t enough, the struggle had been worsening since the lack of medications you needed for your condition.

Then that damn soldier had the wonderful idea to help both sides. Simon, a corporal that usually came to the bar after shifts with his comrades — it was hate at first sight, you despised soldiers and he despised hardheaded women like you yet there was some sort of chemistry.. that everyone has been noticing.

A marriage of convenience; you would’ve gotten assurance on your medications while he had extras every month, to pay off Tommy’s debts. It was tough, none of you were even trying to make it work, it was a constant bickering over the stupidest things, constant disagreements. You were going to divorce anyway, after his long term deployment.

Standing amidst the families bidding goodbye to the soldiers, you looked at your husband, fixing his uniform and weapon. Some of his comrades’ eyes were on you, gazing curiously at the newly wed couple, sticking their noses into your business. Simon wasn’t a man for love, it was a strange sight to everyone, especially with a lovely wife.

“This is it..” His husky voice made you snap back to reality, his tall frame was towering over your short one, a couple of hazel irises glued to yours seeking for something incomprehensible. Maybe a proper goodbye, even if what you had was all an act. He was about to leave for two months, to fulfill his duty, but all of a sudden it felt too hard to get inside the vehicle.