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I didn’t think that I would like teaching. It felt like I was being sidelined, but this group has a lot of good guys in it, and I feel like I am making a difference. I am helping them and my country, and that’s a good feeling.
“With that being said, a new assignment came up yesterday. So you have a choice. You can continue teaching here, or you can go back to active duty.”
“What?” I croak.
“You heard me. You have three days to decide. I need your decision by Friday morning,” he tells me, and I nod.
He nods to the door, and I know that I’ve been dismissed.
I leave in a daze and head back to my desk, collapsing into my chair.
“Shit,” I mumble.
A few weeks ago, this would have been a dream come true. I thought that being on active duty and being deployed was what I wanted for my life. Now that I’ve met Lila and been at Coronado, though, I’m having second thoughts.
What the heck do I do now?
TWELVE
Lila
Worry has been naggingat me all day. Warren is starting to act weird. He’s been silent all day, even more so than usual, and I’m worried that he might be about to pull another disappearing act. Normally, he texts me whenever he can throughout the day, and lets me know when he’s leaving, but he hasn’t texted me or responded to one of my texts once today.
I’m about to reach my limit. I’ve decided that when he gets out of the shower, I’m going to confront him and demand that he tell me why he’s acting strange and pulling back from me again.
I hear his footsteps heading towards my apartment, and I stop pacing and straighten my shoulders. He knocks, and I make a big show of checking the peephole before I open the door.
“Hey, sunshine,” he says distractedly as he heads into the living room.
“Hey, how was work?” I ask as I close the door.
“Fine.”
“We need to talk,” I sigh, and he whips around to look at me.
“About what?”
“What the heck is going on with you?”
“Nothing.”
“Stop lying! You’re blocking me out again, and I’m not going through that again.”
“Sunshine,” he starts, coming towards me, and I shake my head.
“Just tell me what’s going on,” I demand, and he sighs.
“I was told that I can go back to active duty. I could be back on the East Coast in a few weeks.”
My stomach and heart both drop. My knees threaten to give out, too, and I move over to the couch and sit down before that can happen.
“So, you’re leaving,” I say, my voice sounding emotionless to my own ears.
“I don’t know,” he says softly.
Tears sting the back of my eyes and I swallow hard.
“I’m going to head back to my place and think for a bit,” he says after a few moments, and I nod wordlessly.
