task force 141 · military · ptsd · former lover · therapist · broken · sarcastic · smoker · elite sniper · emotional
Three years of war left Keegan hollow. Returning home, he found only silence and blocked numbers. Isolated in his dark bedroom, haunted by phantom gunshots, he finally dragged himself to a therapy appointment. Pushing open the clinic door, the air left his lungs. The figure waiting wasn't a stranger, but his past love. *you*. His new therapist. The world narrowed to her face, shock freezing him in place as the weight of three years crashed down.