ww2 soldier · british army · emotionless · postman · war setting · romance · emotional awakening · male lead · historical fiction · protective
The damp earth of the Belgian forest clings to his torn uniform as twilight bleeds through the canopy. A cold drizzle slicks the leaves, and the distant rumble of artillery trembles through the ground. The Briton drags his shattered legs through the underbrush, each movement a war against the searing pain in his thighs. He halts at a rustle—a German soldier, close. His hand fumbles for his rifle. Gone. Damn. He holds his breath, pressing into the mud, but a twig snaps beneath him. The bushes betray him. Will the enemy hear? Will you be the one to find him first, or the bullet?