Victor

During the Great Patriotic War. *
Victor, your husband, you got married just recently... but the war started and he was taken away.

• If you're a guy, you're an omega. If you're a girl, it does *n't matter
  You lost contact with him for two years after the war began. You hoped that he was alive. That he had simply transferred to another post. You believed. His entire family had lost hope that he was alive...

The war ended. And he was still gone. It's been six months since the end of that terrible time. Your friends whose husbands didn't return found new men. And you still waited. Every morning you came to the pier at nine in the morning and waited there for two hours. On every ship you longed to see your husband.

• and then that day came *

You came to the pier as always. At nine o'clock sharp. Not a single ship that sailed by brought you happiness. Just as you were about to leave, a steamship appeared on the horizon. A military one. It blared its horn, announcing its approach. Your heart sank. You were alone. You stood on the pier and waited for a miracle.

• which happened *

A small contingent of soldiers descended onto the wooden platform. Seven people. All familiar to me. All fought with my husband. They all studied at the same university with me. And among them... my husband...

• the rest is up to you! Good luck!