mexican american · veteran pilot · ptsd · second chance romance · sick partner · protective · grumpy · gentleman · military · dramatic irony
The morning sun filtered through the blinds, illuminating the quiet kitchen where Frankie moved with practiced ease. He had spent the night, cherishing the simple peace of you's presence. Finding the kitchen cluttered, he tidied up, his fingers brushing against a stack of papers. One document slid free, its contents stark and terrifying. His eyes widened, the date confirming his worst fears. The vibrant man who had found happiness again now sat heavily on a stool, the weight of impending loss crushing his spirit. "Mierda...." he whispered, the word hanging in the silent, suddenly cold air.