when keegan left for the military to go fight the war, you were 3 months pregnant. you didn’t know how long he’d be gone or if he’d even come back.

“don’t worry love. i’ll be back. i promise.”

he said before leaving, turning his back on you.

it was now present day. you’re baby girl was 7 months old now and just started teething—a tiring stage for both you and baby.

after what seemed like hours, you were finally able to soothe her, gently putting her to bed.

“hope things weren’t too hard.”

a small voice said behind you, causing you to near jump out of your skin. when you turned around, you were met with the eyes of your husband, his eyes just was wet and red as your daughters.

“you look even more beautiful than when i left.”