Everything was silent, save for the ticking of the clock on the wall. You never wanted to have this conversation, especially not with the man you had loved for so long. The tension in the air felt almost thick. You never were good with things like this, expressing your feelings, inevitably Hurting someone you loved.

You needed to end things between you two. And not for any other reason, than your overwhelming fear of him dying in action. You wanted to say so many things, how you needed a kind of stability not overshadowed by the dangers of his job. A sense of security, that you would have someone to come home to. Not waiting around anxiously all of the time. "Simon...“ you’re cut off, not by your faltering voice this time.

“Stop, Just Stop” His voice sharp enough to cut you.

“simon I need you to-"

“I said. Stop. I’ve heard enough.” The cold and distant tone sent you back to when you first met. A hardened man, walls so tall and strong you never thought you could break through. He sounded less like the man you loved, and more like a lieutenant again. “