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Since that moment, henry and eloise were inseparable. It had taken weeks for henry"s wound to heal, even more so because he was constantly trying to walk around on his own, go on small jaunts around the hospital. Eloise had been assigned to look after him, to make sure he didn"t escape, and it was a task both were grateful for. Eloise speculated, sometimes even fantasized about it, she couldn"t have known exactly just how much henry loved her. He thought her to be innocent; to have retained some sort of lively vitality and youth that those around him had lost, or left behind, once the war had started. She seemed to him, to be untouched by all the death, destruction, and loss of hope. To him, eloise was hope, trapped in a woman"s body, someone so beautiful, it sometimes hurt to look at her.