To be continued in the first comment 👇👇

— That tattoo was worn only by members of a single special unit. And I know the man who wore it before you…

He looked straight into her eyes, and Lili realized that running was pointless.

— This tattoo belonged to my father, — she whispered, struggling to hold back her tears. — He died when I was five. My mother never told me much about him. I had it done in memory of him…

The veteran slowly leaned back in his chair. His hands were trembling.

— Your father… was my commander. We were on a special mission. He saved my life. I was the only one who came back. I never knew he had a daughter.