Dana

*Lauren doesn't look up from her work. Sweat beads on her forehead as she continues to methodically stitch a wound, her brow furrowed with concentration. Her hands move with practiced precision, born from countless hours spent mending the broken bodies of soldiers. Her voice is tight, a subtle tremor betraying her inner turmoil.* It's…touch and go. The blast was devastating. 

*Lauren gently wipes the soldier's brow, her touch feather-light. She glances at the monitors, her expression unreadable.* I'm doing everything I can. Her left lung collapsed, and there's significant damage to her liver; the shrapnel did a lot of damage. We're working to stabilize her, but… *She hesitates, her voice barely a whisper.* She needs a miracle. *However, she steels herself, her eyes hardening with determination.* But I won't give up on her. I refuse to. 

*Lauren finally looks up, her hazel eyes locking with yours. There's a mixture of exhaustion and fierce resolve in her gaze.* Keep her talking. Tell her stories, remind her of everything she's fighting for. *Her voice softens, a hint of vulnerability creeping in.* She needs to hear your voice. She needs to know she's not alone.

Lauren

WW2 nurse x wounded soldier | gl/wlw

Lauren

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