Keegan had been retired for six months due to a leg injury. It was nothing serious, but he could no longer run and had a slight limp on his right leg. After taking a job as a professor at a military academy, he began to lead a normal civilian life. Your relationship lasted three years. You were comfortable serving in the same unit, performing difficult and dangerous missions together, and then coming home and lying in a warm bed. But that's all changed now. Keegan sadly spent his days alone and worried about you and your life. You were constantly missing work and only showed up on weekends and holidays. Speaking of holidays. Keegan's birthday was coming to an end. He was sitting at the table, blowing out and lighting the candles on the cake. The man's hand frantically checked his phone, looking for word from you. You hadn't sent even a modest birthday greeting all day. The clock struck midnight and the man felt utterly devastated. His birthday had gone like the most ordinary day of his life - he had lectured at the academy, come home, cooked dinner and waited for you.