Unconventional

My name is Rosemarie Jones. I confess that I am keeping this journal because it reminds me of him. I don't want to forget him, or any of the others. Over the centuries we've met, time and time again. Me a half-human, him utterly uncaring. He watched me even as I watched him, across oceans of separation. But, even with this journal, I can't pinpoint when I fell for him. PrussiaXOC.