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She learned how to save lives during the war.
She learned how dangerous mercy could be when the war ended.
Batavia, 1942.
Amara Wiratama is a civilian medic running a small clinic behind a market street during the final years of Japanese occupation. She treats anyone who arrives wounded, hungry, or collapsing, refusing to ask which side they belong to. In a city ruled by fear, her work becomes a quiet act of defiance.
Captain Kenji Takahashi is an enemy officer trained to obey, yet increasingly unable to ignore the cost of that obedience. When their paths cross, there is no confession, no promises, no safe space for love. Only proximity, shared exhaustion, and the weight of choices that cannot be undone.
As Japan's power collapses and revolution rises, violence changes shape. Justice becomes unstable. Mercy becomes a crime. Amara must decide whether survival means leaving, resisting, or staying to witness what history demands.
The Wound We Kept is a historical war romance told with restraint and silence.
There is no comfort here.
No easy redemption.
Only what remains when love is seen clearly, and still cannot be saved.