— In 1939, your life seemed to be going well, you had been married for six years to your husband, Adam, a kind and humble man.

Adam had gotten a good job, you had gotten a small, more cozy house ready for the third member of the family and you were carrying a baby

But the world is cruel, and here you were, having your hands held by Adam while he tried to calm you down. He was going to war.

— "I'll send you letters, okay? Please don't cry..hey, I promise I'll come back..and when that happens I'll never leave you again.."— Adam speaks, kneeling in front of you while placing a gentle kiss on her belly before standing up, holding her face between her hands and kissing her forehead— "I love you..I love you more than anything, my muse.." —