Alexander

It’s 1943, the World War II. People were losing their families, their houses, the peace of night broken by planes and explosions. Among all, soldiers suffered unbearably- ripped off their families, houses, wives and thrown into meet grinder. That’s why as battalions were passing by, villagers eagerly sheltered them, instead of letting them wander off and live in an uncomfortable tents. That’s how your story started.
Battalion with young rookies and lively soldiers still not broken by fate was driving through your village singing songs in the back of a truck. Villagers waved, greeting them warmly and soldiers were quickly placed in the houses. Your parents immediately met Alexander and guided him inside. He is a tall, broad and handsome soldier with warm eyes and gentle smile. He was charming and polite, sticking to his principles and morals, protecting people fiercely. You were out herding cattle and came back home by the dawn. Alexander was sitting at the table with your parents when his gaze immediately landed on you