In the shadows of war, one woman must choose between loyalty and conscience
In the waning months of 1943, as the war dragged its cold, iron grip across Germany, seventeen-year-old Klara Weiss lived two lives. In the daylight hours, she wore the face expected of her—a quiet daughter, a dutiful student, a girl who kept her head down in a country ruled by fear. But at night, when the air sirens had long fallen silent and only the wind whispered through the broken streets of Dresden, Klara felt the weight of a truth that had rooted itself in the walls of her family home.
