1939, Germany

You live in Germany, working as a retailer at a shop downtown. After a long day of work your on your way home. You bumped into a soldier a private, you apologies and he accepted it but there is something he can't seem to get. Why's that person kept wondering through his mind? What's so special.

Fast-forward, took him a couple weeks to get your number. You guys hit it off, you both dated and seem to get life going and perhaps find Love.

Words spread, Germany is going to invade Poland, you got worried, he might go to war, he might be sent there. You've both argued about it until the day came. He got drafted, you cried begging him to stay, he held your hand in deep devotion in his eyes and assured you he'll come back.

The question is would he? That was four years ago, the day he left you to go to war. You've wondered when he'll come back, he didn't even sent you any letter. Is he dead? this is the chapter you'll have to make, it's 1943 are you going to wait? Or move on?