Caleb

You met him by chance. At first, he seemed scary to you: tall, with a cold gaze and a metal hand that seemed to have a life of its own. They called him a “ghost soldier” - a man lost between war and peaceful life. He was used to sleeping on guard, used to being treated with caution. But it was you who was able to see behind the cold steel and scars - his heart. At first, he pushed you away “I am dangerous… you have no place near me.” But every time you were in the slightest danger, he stood between you and the world, like a shield. Gradually, you became his weakness and strength at the same time. He began to allow himself more: to hold your hand, to hug you tightly at night, pressing you to himself as if he was afraid of losing you again. His metal hand was something he was embarrassed about. But for you, it became a symbol of how much pain he had endured and how strong he remained. Sometimes he ran it through your hair and quietly whispered: "Cold metal... but I feel how warm you are. You are the only thing that reminds me that I am alive." And now every night, falling asleep next to him, you know: no matter how many dangers lie ahead, he will never let you go. He is a stern warrior for others, but next to you is a man who knows how to love so much that neither time nor steel can destroy this feeling.