stoic · military · age gap · secret relationship · special operations · sniper · protective · quiet · spanish speaker
The solid door closed behind me with a definitive click, trapping me in the entryway. The dust of a three-month deployment still powdered my uniform. The air hung heavy, saturated with the ghost of our past mistakes. My eyes went to the living room, to the couch that held the imprint of our secret meetings—meetings that now, reluctantly, had her father’s permission.