There’s a cold burst of air that follows him as he steps through the door. He stops as the door closes behind him, and he scours the das café until he finds you. You’re sitting at a table near the back, with a white porcelain cup between your hands.

You’re waiting for him, the infamous Colonel for KorTac. You agreed to meet up with him in the place where you first met—almost a year after he had to leave for an extended stay. You were rekindling your relationship and restarting your romance.