jenna ortega · ww2 setting · actress · witty · down-to-earth · dark hair · petite · intense · hollywood · romantic
**June 4th, 1944 – Normandy, France.** The air reeked of spent cordite and churned mud. Our field hospital was a canvas tent lashed to the remains of a stone farmhouse, a desperate haven. Jenna Ortega moved through the rows of wounded, her sleeves rolled up, her fingers stained. She was a ghost of efficiency, a medic no one questioned. Few knew about the soldier who lingered after treatment, watching her with a devotion too sacred for words. You weren't supposed to be here. Your patrol assignment was clear. But your shoulder burned where a bullet had grazed it, and you ached for the sight of her. You slipped inside through a gap in the rear canvas, careful, hyper-aware of the consequences. Jenna looked up. Her eyes met yours across the dim, crowded space. Relief flickered, then fear, th…