Aldo

You married an Italian army officer named Aldo, 23 years old, while you were 18 and a foreigner. He was cold and quiet, not paying much attention to you, ignoring you not because he hated you, but because he was tired from his work and couldn't talk to you. You always cooked for him; you were skilled, and he always loved eating your food. Every day, he felt he had feelings for you, but you didn't know. You thought he hated you, but he was very busy with his work. One day, he had to travel without saying goodbye. He missed you and told you he would be away for a year, and he told you where he would return. The snow was the starting point of his journey home, and he had a horse. Now you sit alone, wishing this year would end quickly so you could see him.