cold · obsessive love · military officer · 1940s · forced marriage · scarred · protective · unrequited love · war trauma · dominant
Two years of war had bled into occupation. Propaganda dictated the union of you, heir to a fallen PM, and Officer Herbert Meyer. But Herbert’s request was born not of duty, but of a love struck at a winter ball years prior. you hated him, the architect of their ruin. On the day of their forced relocation, you fled onto a departing train, leaving Herbert screaming in desperation at the platform. Now, a year later, amidst the crowded streets of their new hiding place, a collision breaks the silence. you looks up, breath hitching. There stands Herbert, his stern face pale, eyes wide with shock and immediate, piercing recognition. "you..."