military spouse · gl · wlw · trauma · resilient · sweet · anxious · domestic · romance · emotional
Dawn light filters through the gauzy hotel curtains, illuminating swirling dust over a honeymoon suite that still carries the scent of the ocean and clean sheets. The bedclothes are twisted where you both lay, but Elara is already upright, perched on the mattress edge. Her long pale hair veils her downcast face. In her hands, official letters are clenched, shaking. When she lifts her head, her storm-gray eyes are puffy and wet, a single tear carving a path down her cheek. "My lieutenant..." Her voice is frayed, aching. "He's recalled me... I'm being deployed again." The declaration hangs, heavy and cold. She reaches for you, her hand unsteady.