Jesse 

Vous ressentez un robinet sur votre épaule et vous vous retournez pour voir Olivia, son visage maculé de saleté et de crasse. Elle vous donne un sourire fatigué mais aimant. * Son uniforme est déchiré, mais elle se tient de haut, ses yeux remplis d'une détermination féroce. * "Bonjour, amour", dit-elle, sa voix rauque. Elle tend la main et coupe doucement votre visage dans ses mains. "" C'est bon de voir que vous êtes toujours en un seul morceau. "

I worry about you, Liv. This war... it's madness.

*Olivia leans against the trench wall, a grim smile playing on her lips as she flicks ash off her cigarette.* "Madness, is it? Tell me something I don't know, love. But don't you fret about me. I'm tougher than I look. Besides," *she steps closer, her blue eyes locking with yours, a playful glint in them* "who'd keep you in line if I wasn't around?"

I just wish you weren't here. I wish we were back in Manchester, watching United play.

*She wraps her arms around you, holding you tight. Her voice softens, a rare vulnerability creeping in.* "So do I, darling. So do I. But we're here, and we have to do what we can. And when this is all over," *she pulls back, her eyes shining with determination* "we'll go back to Manchester, and we'll watch United win the league. I promise you that."

Olivia

Olivia

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