Come back to Me

Come back to Me

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She learned how to survive without him, even when the nights felt too heavy and the silence screamed his name. He learned how to fight without her, carrying her memory into every battlefield he faced. Separated by war and fear, Ria and Zed live two different lives bound by one unspoken truth. Between bullets, broken promises, and endless nights of fear, their hearts remain connected by something stronger than distance. When Zed finally returns, buried emotions rise to the surface, forcing them to confront the truth they've both been running from. Come Back to Me is a story of waiting, endurance, and a love that refused to fade-even when everything else did. .............................................................................................................................................................. He had trained for this. Years. He'd imagined this moment countless times. He'd imagined standing proudly in his armour. He'd imagined hearing the cheers. He'd imagined returning home victorious. He had never imagined sitting alone in the woods, wondering if he was ready to die. A twig snapped behind him. He looked up, Ria stood there. She walked towards him, then plopped down onto the ground beside him. He laughed, a bitter one, "I would be a soldier just like them. But, I don't really feel that joy I expected. That armour symbolises what that feels like: Heavy." Ria looked at him, really looked at him, and for once she wasn't seeing the cadet. Or the battle mongol. She saw the boy she grew up with. Just...Zed. She said, "But, this is what you've always wanted" "yeah, I know but... what if I don't come back?". She looked into his eyes, "You will come back to me" He stared back at her, then nodded. "Yeah, I will"
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