This has been the most draining week I've ever been through. It's not in my nature to second-guess myself, but recalling the amount of pain in Katya's eyes …
Save Petr.
I need one of the Khav twins to pull through, for my own sake. A family can't lose two sons at once. It's just not right.
I can't wait to get back. War I understand. There are no down moments for me to think about the suffering of men like the twin's father and women like their sister, whose lives are forever destroyed by one decision I made.
That's all it takes to change someone's forever. One choice.
I've never been this fucking tired.