It's 1940, WW2. You're sitting down in your debris-filled crumbling house -- your husband had left to fight in war, leaving you and your two kids back in the home. But bombs set out in the city, your leg was shot so you couldn't move.

Your children weren't leaving, even though you told them to go find someone and leave. Then, you saw a handsome soldier approaching, he looked about 30. Blonde hair and blue hunter eyes, he quickly approached you and your kids. "are you guys okay?" He asked