Chapter 14 Honeymoon Or Shooting At Night

• Yurick
• I need to control the urge to smile every minute I walk beside her, the feeling of victory in having her as my wife is inexplicable. Her calm gaze conveys a certain peace to my chest.
• We left the place towards the car, and when things happened too fast, I threw the body over Lyana to protect her I put my hand on the nape of her getting on the small body on the floor. Nureyev and Nabukov are in position shooting at the bastards, I can see the way they hit and other soldiers take orders to go after the bastards.