The woman appeared to be in her twenties. She was dressed in a military uniform and had a bob haircut. She radiated bravery and heroism.

“James,” she walked up to him and addressed him sweetly.

James was sitting on the sofa. He took a look at her, then at Henry, and laughed. “Not bad. Your efforts have paid off. So, when are you getting married?”

Henry’s face flushed. “We’re not…”

At that moment, he was pinched. He quickly corrected himself, “Soon. It’ll happen soon.”

“James, how’s it going