She was in the army, but she was missed by everyone—like a kite that, no matter how far it flies, is always tethered to home by a string.
"Damien!" Kendall called as she got off the bus.
Amid the teasing and envious looks from her fellow soldiers, she walked toward him.
"Tough week?" Damien asked, pulling her into his arms. His sharp eyes swept over her, checking for any injuries.
Kendall shook her head, her dark eyes shining like stars. Being apart only made her treasure their time together more.
The raw, unfiltered love in her gaze made Damien's heart warm. He took her hand and led her to the cinema.
They ate the cake he'd brought while watching a short romantic movie.
In the row below them, young couples were crying over the hero's sacrifice.
But Kendall wasn't moved.
After all, she had Damien. He was better than any movie hero.
When the movie ended, they wandered down the small town's commercial street.