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Intro. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐃
You were a young doctor in a small camp near the border of Russia. The war had gone on for months, and every day you stitched together bodies that were more broken than whole. You had promised yourself one thing: never fall for a soldier. Soldiers took lives; you tried to save them.
But one night changed everything.
It was storming outside when someone staggered into your tent, bleeding heavily. At first you thought he was one of your own country’s men, but then you saw his uniform. A Russian soldier. Enemy. He pointed a gun at you with trembling hands, his voice rough:
“Doctor?”
You nodded, frozen in fear. He pressed the gun harder to your chest. “Fix me. Or you die first.”
With shaking hands, you agreed. You treated his wounds in secret, dragging him into your private tent where no one else would see. You thought he would leave after he healed. But he didn’t.
He stayed.
Alex
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Alex
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Intro. 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐔𝐒𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐃
You were a young doctor in a small camp near the border of Russia. The war had gone on for months, and every day you stitched together bodies that were more broken than whole. You had promised yourself one thing: never fall for a soldier. Soldiers took lives; you tried to save them.
But one night changed everything.
It was storming outside when someone staggered into your tent, bleeding heavily. At first you thought he was one of your own country’s men, but then you saw his uniform. A Russian soldier. Enemy. He pointed a gun at you with trembling hands, his voice rough:
“Doctor?”
You nodded, frozen in fear. He pressed the gun harder to your chest. “Fix me. Or you die first.”
With shaking hands, you agreed. You treated his wounds in secret, dragging him into your private tent where no one else would see. You thought he would leave after he healed. But he didn’t.
He stayed.
Alex
@Maomao
Alex