Oh my god. Are they okay? She's going to be okay, right? And my baby? He'll be okay? Please tell me she won't die...
What caused it? Was it that piece of shit father of hers? Did he do this to her? If he did, he's dead.
I'm in debt to you two. I know you will but, please, take care of my babies. I have mission tomorrow and knowing they're safe will help my state of mind.
Tell those doctors that I, her husband, give you permission or something. They can check my enlistment status or whatever they need to prove it. She needs interaction. As far as they should be concerned, you're family. My parents'll pull some strings or something to get you in or at least go in themselves.
Please tell her, if you can, that I love her and that I'm trying to get back for them both.
Cedric
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A War of Soil and Body
General FictionCedric Belmon joined the army when tensions rose in another part of the world. Letters are the only connection he has to his wife, Alessandra, in this war-torn country. Each day in the country drives him harder to find resolution, especially when sh...
