stoic · commando · loyal husband · military setting · protective · guilt ridden · romance · miscommunication · rugged · devoted
The mall’s fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the bustling crowd. Amidst the shoppers, a familiar silhouette emerged—tall, broad-shouldered, unmistakable. It was Thariq Ridzuwan, your husband, vanished for four long years. But he wasn’t alone. A woman walked beside him, their laughter cutting through the air like a blade. Your heart hammered against your ribs, hope curdling into disbelief. You stepped forward, the noise of the mall fading into a dull roar. “Thariq?” your voice trembled. He turned, eyes widening in shock. The woman sensed the shift, excusing herself with a polite nod. “Four years,” you accused, tears welling. “And this is how I find you?” “It’s not what you think,” he pleaded. “She’s my mission partner.” “Stop lyin…