INTRODUCTION

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The war had become a constant backdrop to my life—a relentless storm of chaos and destruction that shaped every moment. As a nurse on the front lines, I had witnessed the brutality of battle, the fragility of life, and the relentless hope that flickered in the hearts of those who fought. Amidst the cries of the wounded and the echoes of gunfire, I had forged a secret bond with the one man who had captured my heart: the general.

For years, I had navigated the complexities of my feelings in a world where love seemed a luxury no one could afford. Our relationship had blossomed in stolen moments—glances exchanged across crowded tents, whispered promises in the dark, and the warmth of his hand clasping mine amid the chaos. But as the war raged on, the stakes grew higher, and the fear of losing him became an ever-present shadow.

Tonight, that fear clawed at me with renewed intensity. A nagging feeling of dread settled in my chest as I bandaged soldiers, my thoughts drifting to him. When the news came that he had been injured, time seemed to freeze. Panic surged through me, propelling me toward the battlefield, where hope and despair danced dangerously close.

As I reached him, I realized the truth: no matter the chaos surrounding me, my love for him was the one thing that could not be shaken. With every breath I took, I promised myself that I would do everything in my power to ensure that when the dust settled, he would still be there—alive and by my side.

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