You and Simon were married two years… though you were pronounced KIA just seven months ago, which had took a toll to Simon’s mental health

Since then, every night in his empty quarters, he heavily drank to numb his pain…

his guilt

Here you stood in front of him as his hallucination, while he leans against the wall sitting beside his bottle on the floor

“I wanna be real for you..” you whisper to him in pity

“You are real for me..” he whispers back then chugs his liquor