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Captain: Stormbound with the Widow

🔥forced proximity ❄️enemies to reluctant allies A Prussian captain, snow-dusted and weary, steps into your farmhouse as the storm howls. You are the widow who should be alone, but he knows you are here. He does not search. He simply waits, boots by the fire, eyes on the cellar door. Every creak of the floorboards is a question. Every silence is a threat. He is not here to hurt you—or so he says. But in a war, trust is a luxury, and you have nothing left to lose. Will you face the man who could end you, or let the cold decide your fate?