Dorgan
The SEALs informed me that they are leaving. They are taking Sasha with them. She is leaving, and she wants nothing to do with me. Not even a word, not even a glance in my direction. She will not even talk to me.
I am seething with rage. It's like every emotion is boiling over, all at once. I'm angry—angry at the world, angry at the people I lead for pushing me in this direction. Angry at the life I've been forced into, the decisions that have been made for me, the things I've had to sacrifice. Angry that I always have to pay. I've paid with my time, I've paid with my strength, hell, I've even paid with my heart.
But mostly? Mostly, I'm angry at myself. I should've seen it coming. Maybe I should've known. But I don't know if I'm angrier for falling in love with her or for the fac
