Sleep proved elusive. Despite being tired to the bone, Tom worried incessantly. It had been an irresponsible, reckless, and outright stupid move to smuggle Ursula into his quarters.
He shook his head at his own antics. He hadn’t survived the Luftwaffe lads wanting to shoot him down and the Gestapo by being reckless. Ken had seemed outright furious and Bronson… Bronson had laughed all the way back to his barracks over his lucky day.
Thinking things over with a clear mind, one thing was certain. They wouldn’t let him stay in Berlin. If they sent him back to England, he might never see Ursula again. That thought weighed heavily on his heart, but at the same time a doubt entered his mind.
She would be better off without him. She’d soon find herself a nice German man, marry, have more childr
