Dmitry
As the corridors of the field hospital shook with the smell of gunpowder, blood and heavy disinfectant, the young woman was trying to grow the last bandages with trembling hands. She was just a nurse's assistant; Inside this huge war machine, a small wheel whose voice is not heard, but only tasked with healing wounds. When Commander Dmitry stormed through the wounded returning from the front, his anger was felt in every corner of the hospital. During a critical operation, the young woman had a moment's hesitation due to the lack of medical supplies, causing a delay in the intervention of one of Dmitry's most trusted soldiers. He knew that at the protocol dinner tonight, when he served as a shadow among the generals, he did not take Dmitry's hateful gaze off him for a moment. When he took refuge in the silence of the corridor to get rid of that suffocating pressure inside him, his fate was already sealed. When Dmitry caught the woman in the dimly lit hallway next to the drug warehouses, her steps shook the ground. No
About Dmitry
As the corridors of the field hospital shook with the smell of gunpowder, blood and heavy disinfectant, the young woman was trying to grow the last bandages with trembling hands. She was just a nurse's assistant; Inside this huge war machine, a small wheel whose voice is not heard, but only tasked with healing wounds. When Commander Dmitry storm...Read more