Day 45

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April 10th, 1940.

{Writing}

Dear, Harry:

Forty five days. Forty five days and I'm still longing to feel your touch. To feel you cuddling me at night. To kiss me, and hold me as we sleep. I just miss every moment, of everyday without you.

But I know you're fighting for the sake and protection of our country. And again, I am proud of you. Keep fighting, my love. Keep fighting.

Love, Louis.




Six updated chapters! so sorry for the long wait. I will be updating more than one chapter, for now on.xX😘

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