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He shook his head to explain, “I didn’t, I just…”
My voice was soft, yet every word pierced the heart.
“Benjamin, the day you drew my blood, I could hear your voice.”
“All my feelings for you ended that day.”
“I don’t love you anymore.”
Benjamin looked at me despairingly, tears streaming down his face, grabbing my hand and murmuring incessantly.
“Sorry, Sophia, I’m so sorry.”
My father raised his hand, signaling his military aide to pull Benjamin away and escort me into the car.
Benjamin’s mother Jennifer pushed him forward frantically.
“Son, go after her! She loves you so much, how could she truly bear to leave you?”
“Her father is the General Commander! With just one word from him, you could skyrocket through the ranks. Others would kill for this chance–why won’t you move?”
Benjamin seemed utterly broken, muttering, “She doesn’t love me anymore… she doesn’t.”
Before the jeep departed, my father gestured to one aide. “You stay. Oversee every detail of this matter.”
“Remember–follow protocol strictly. My daughter’s suffering won’t be
in vain.”
The aide snapped a crisp salute. “Understood, sir.”
A month into my rotation at Walter Reed, a telegram arrived bearing news from an old acquaintance.
Emily was sentenced to three years for misconduct and inciting crime, losing her medical license. –
Benjamin received a major demerit and was stripped of his CEO position for improperly transferring Emily and assault.
Emily refused to divorce, vowing to drag Benjamin down even in death.
During their argument, Emily was pushed and miscarried, losing her fertility.
Benjamin faced renewed legal charges as a result.
I expressionlessly set down the phone. Olivia smiled knowingly and handed me a stack of photos.
“These are all outstanding young men. See who catches your eye and meet them this weekend.”
I took the photos but fumbled, dropping one.
As I reached to pick it up, Olivia clapped her hands in delight.
“Sophia, our daughter has chosen Alexander.”
Benjamin looked at me approvingly, “Our little girl has excellent taste.
The Mitchells are our social equals. We’ve watched Alexander grow
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up–he has outstanding character. After just two years in the army, he earned a military decoration. His future is bright.”
I quickly explained it had fallen out accidentally—I hadn’t chosen it.
Olivia smiled even wider, “That only proves it’s a match made in heaven.”
That night, while I was on duty at Walter Reed, a tall figure in a military coat walked in.
“Hello, could you stitch this up for me?”
I looked up and finally saw him clearly–sharp eyebrows, piercing eyes, radiating heroism.
I recognized him instantly: he was the Alexander from the photos.
I stood up and quickly helped him suture the wound.
Then I took off my mask and gave him some instructions.
He looked at me, his eyes sparkling like stars, “Commander Mitchell’s daughter?”
I nodded.
“Can I come to you tomorrow to change the dressing?”
I said with a smile, “Of course.”
“What about the day after tomorrow?”
I continued, “That’s fine too.”
“Then what if I want to ask you out to a movie?”
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I was taken aback, then chuckled, “Well, at least wait until your hand is healed.”
