CHAPTER 6 – Across the Battlefield
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The desert wind howled through the night. Liam adjusted his helmet, eyes narrowing as his team prepared for another mission.
“Local militia’s getting bolder,” Javier said. “This place is a mess.”
“We’re here to fix it,” Liam replied.
The operation was brutal—street fights, ambushes, chaos. But Liam led with calm precision, guiding his team through the storm like a compass pointing north.
When the shooting finally stopped, dawn broke across the ruined city. Liam stood amid the silence, breathing heavily, his uniform covered in dust and blood.
“Captain,” one of his men said, “you ever think about… what comes after all this?”
“No,” Liam said. “Thinking too much gets people killed.”
But as he cleaned his weapon, a small folded piece of paper fell from his vest pocket—a torn corner of the café receipt Amelia had written her name on.
He stared at it for a long moment, fingers tightening.
“Captain?” Javier called.
“Nothing,” Liam said, pocketing it again. “Let’s move.”
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Meanwhile, Amelia had begun volunteering at a local hospital—perhaps hoping to feel closer to the man whose life revolved around saving others.
“Miss Laurent, your fiancé is waiting,” her mother reminded gently.
“He can wait,” Amelia said softly. “Some people can’t.”
She turned to tend to an injured child, her eyes filled with quiet determination.
Somewhere deep inside, she believed fate wasn’t done with them yet.
The world was vast. But love, once awakened, had a way of finding its path—no matter how far apart they were.
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