Chapter 1

Dear Hazel,
I'm sorry that I 'ran away' again, as you always call it. I might be back in a couple of months, or maybe a year. I'm running because of... him. He doesn't know, and I like it that way. It's just... maybe he should know. I'm going to keep running, and who knows, maybe next time I'm back, I'll have outrun my feelings. Until then... don't tell him. Please.
ti amo,
il vostro soldato (I love you, your soldier)