"RYAN!" Aletta exclaimed, her voice getting an octave higher as she did so. "Where do you think I stand, well? Do you think there is such a thing as a<em>choice</em>left for me?!" She added to that and turned to him again, grabbing his arms and pushing him to look up at her. "I will not allow you to die in this war. You're too young and... And too kind to die. Your leg is broken and it needs time to heal, if you go out there, they'll kill you roght where you stand!" Aletta added, her voice shaking and her hands clasped around his.<br/>"I... I have no choice. I have to marry him. He wants me... To have his son, and I am quoting here. How much of a chance do I have, facing a man who's over six feet tall, muscular and is aside from that a high-ranked German officer?" She asked, shaking as she held him closer. "All my life I have been waiting for someone like you, who would love me for the way I am and not... Not because I am a good fuck. I started "working" for him when I was fifteen, because he was the most decent man of them all. If I hadn't done that, I would be dead by now! Have you got any idea how disgusted I am by myself?!" She asked and burst out in tears when she saw one trickling down his cheek. "I want you, I really do and I love you, trust me," Aletta said, guiding the young man's hand to where her heart was in order to make him feel the heavy beat. "It's just too much of a hassle to sleep here with you. I will be a devoted girlfriend, I'll bring you your meals and comfort you through it all. When the war is over things should be easier. You should sit down now, you're... Hurting yourself." Aletta concluded and gave him a peck on his cheek.