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<p>She was too broken and I couldn't save her. I've survived multiple deployments to places where just hearing the name makes people cringe. I think nothing of attempting to save lives when they have the most impossible injuries all while sustaining my own wounds. I'm a medic a healer a helper a fixer.</p><p> </p><p>I must do this to conceal my dark scarred and broken soul. I loved her beyond reason even though I knew I could never have her. Now I'm dragging myself back to the light the land of the living with the help of my friends.</p><p> </p><p>I need to find her. The one who will be my rock. My heart.</p><p> </p><p>But to find her I have one more battle to fight.</p><p> </p><p>This one will be the most difficult yet.</p>