The familiar clang of metal against metal echoed across the training ground as Leah stepped through the camp gates once more.
The crisp morning air carried the faint scent of grass and polished boots. The sun had only just begun to rise, stretching gold across the horizon, catching on the flag that flapped gently in the wind.
Everything looked exactly the same yet felt completely different.
Leah adjusted the strap of her duffel bag, inhaling deeply. The camp that once felt like confinement now carried a strange warmth. Maybe it was the way she had changed or maybe, it was because somewhere inside this camp, he was.
Natasha came running from the female quarters, nearly tripping over her own boots. “Leah!” she squealed, wrapping her in a tight hug.
Leah laughed, returning it. “You’d thi
