"I chose to leave it behind, I chose to die for my brother, I made this sacrifice!" I screamed at him as he walked away, his fists to his sides. "But you aren't dead yet! Thats the problem!" He bellowed turning his back to face me once again. His cheeks were filled with dirt and blood, but they were still flushed with anger. " You act like you are but you aren't, Aurora! But you will get yourself killed the way you are prancing around, you have no sense of hope left, and its going to be the thing that kills you! Not the bullets!" "I died that day Harry! I died the day I gave him that letter!" - The year is 1942- people are dropping dead left and right, when Aurora's older brother is drafted for the British Army and killed, she makes the firm decision to never let her younger brother experience that same fate. She goes in his place without the knowledge of anyone else. Hoping to spare his life. That is until a familair face crosses her path, and he's involved in so much more than she planned-