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In the hallowed, disciplined halls of a military academy, two wounded souls orbit each other in a silent, gravitational pull of shared grief. Captain Zaviyar, a man forged in the fire of a catastrophic mission and hardened by survivor's guilt, now walks the pristine grounds as an instructor, haunted by the ghosts of the men he couldn't save. Across the parade square stands Cadet Sarah, a woman who buried her brilliant future alongside her brother, seeking answers in the one place he loved. She is a ghost of her former self, her light dimmed by a single, tragic report.
When their paths cross, the past doesn't just whisper; it screams. For Sarah, Zaviyar is a living, breathing reminder of the brother she lost and the life that was stolen. For Zaviyar, Sarah is the embodiment of his greatest failure, a grief he feels responsible for, and a light he is terrified to extinguish. This is a slow, aching burn of a love story, where every salute is a barrier, every shared glance a confession, and the battlefield of the heart is the most dangerous one of all.