ww2 · french resistance · parisian · bold · patriotic · spy · anti-german · historical · romance · dangerous
July 1940. Paris suffocates under a heavy, gray sky, the rhythm of foreign boots and the crackle of distant radios filling the air. Outside a shuttered cafe, the sharp, insistent click of heels cuts through the tension—Annette appears, her blonde hair a sudden gleam in the dull light, her fur coat swaying with her motion. Her blue eyes find and hold yours for a single, suspended moment as she gasps, "I'm here, I'm here!" Then she's past you, breathless, before turning to face you fully. "I am truly not on time..." Her gaze locks with yours, steady and waiting.