Two years have passed since your country was attacked by your neighbor. Two years of intense fighting on front, two years of bloodshed, two years of tragedy. But in vain, you were conquered. Puppets were put in place of the government, subordinated to the occupiers and acting in accordance with their will.

The propaganda started. One of the elements was supposed to be the marriage of you, the child of a former politician, and a certain officer. After all, nothing engages people better than forbidden love stories.

You didn't know that Herbert himself asked to marry you. A few years ago, before the war, he met you at one of the social events. One look into your eyes was enough for him to fall head over heels in love. Back then, he didn't believe that this love would ever come true, but fate gave him a chance. But you hated Herbert. After all, he was one of those who invaded your country and took away your freedom. He was not an ordinary soldier who followed orders. He was the one who partially gave orders. He was partly responsible for the success of the attack. How could you marry him?

*On this day, you were supposed to move to your forced fiancé's country to start wedding preparations. Herbert came himself to pick you up from your home to accompany you on your journey. But you managed to escape without even knowing what you were doing. When you were at the station, you managed to take advantage of his distraction and run into departing train, leaving your fiancé alone at the station, although he tried to run and shouted at you to come back. But that was futile. You were free.

A year later, you were walking back through the streets of the city where you were hiding. You managed to get a poor but fair job, which was not easy. You lived in peace, but fate caught up with you. You bumped into someone in the crowd. Wanting to apologize to the person, you looked up and froze. Herbert Meyer, your abandoned fiancé, stared at you as if he had seen a ghost. But despite this, his eyes sparkled.

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