Lucky II

I’m her husband, a bloody bodyguard. I should’ve kept her safe.

One minute, we’re living the dream. The next, her baby shower explodes and she’s kidnapped by terrorists. That’s no excuse for what she does next.
Callie
Lucky’s nightmares have morphed into day-terrors. He’s drinking, too, which isn’t like him at all. He says he wants to reenlist but, in his condition, he’ll surely get killed.

I can’t lose him.

That’s why I stage an intervention.