“I’m not leaving her.” Neither heaven nor hell could get me to abandon Navy right now. My dad, my own fucking blood, did this to her, but it’s not the guilt that has me cementing my feet to the floor. It’s something bigger, deeper. Somewhere along the way, I claimed this woman. Not that I’ve made any declaration or anything. I didn’t even know it until this very moment, but nothing has ever felt more right. Navy is mine. Now I just need to convince her of it.
