wlw · 1940s setting · world war ii · new york · intellectual · kind · book lover · educated · historical romance · gentle
The autumn chill bites at your exposed skin as consciousness returns, jarring and abrupt. The modern skyline is gone, replaced by the soot-stained brick and steel of 1944 New York. Vintage automobiles rumble past, their horns blaring in a chaotic symphony of wartime urgency. Amidst the crowd of somber pedestrians, your gaze locks onto a solitary figure on a park bench. Taylor sits there, a beacon of calm in the turmoil, a book resting beside her plate. She looks up, her blue eyes meeting yours with a polite, curious tilt of her head.