Oswald's POV:
I stood there... looking at her lifeless body. My sweet Ortensia, gone... I couldn't do a thing as the SS Officer shot her in the back of her head. For what reason, target practice? They shot her for target practice, it should have been me... I watched as they dragged her away, burn her body like the others, what did we do to deserve this? Why would god let this happen? I heard them call my number and told me to go back to work and I didn't move. They bashed their guns against my head and then I walked away to work.. I'll don't think I can make it much longer without her...
(Sorry for such a short chapter)
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Quest for Freedom
Fanfictionso this is my first story, I am doing a story with the BABTQFTIM characters on my favorite history topic, WWII.
