Mark slipped quietly into the shared room, careful not to make a sound. For a moment, he stood there, removing the heavy armor piece by piece, his gaze drawn to the figure lying in bed — his girlfriend, peacefully asleep, bathed in the soft glow of the dim light.

A faint smile tugged at his lips as he took in the sight of her, a rare moment of calm in the chaos of his life. Soon, he joined her, sliding beneath the covers and pulling her close.

He buried his face in the warmth of her neck, breathing in her familiar scent. No words were needed — none ever were. Here, in this quiet space, everything felt right. The world outside didn’t matter. He didn’t need anyone else. Just her. Just this. Peace.