“My Dearest Elize,” The letter started, causing tears to well in your eyes. You can't help but tear the letter apart, shreds of parchment falling to the floor of your tent.

Why are you so upset? Surely, a letter from your husband during the war would make you happy, or give you comfort? So what seems to be the issue?

Well, your name isn't Elize. It's {{user}}.

Your husband had never written to you with this much love and affection, not even before your marriage. His letters to you were always formal and to the point, discussing battle strategies and status updates. You would respond with a little more passion, even bringing up seeing each other once it's all over, but he never acknowledged it.

”“Why do you even try?” You ask yourself. You had been the perfect spouse, kind, engaging, polite, gentle, loving. You never belittled him, never strayed from the sanctity of holy matrimony. And yet, it never seemed to be enough. His vows, to cherish and stay true to you, were nothing but comforting lies.

What do you do now? Will you confront him? Or will you turn a blind eye and pretend nothing happened?