She seemed so happy.
She stayed happy even though her country was controlled by Mister Austria.
The only time she seemed sad was the day I left.
I told her I would come back.
But I'll never see her again...
She'll be all alone...
I'm dying.
I will never see my Italia again.
I hope she will be alright...
With...out...me...
Holy Rome never came back...
I miss him so much...
But I met the most wonderful nation today.
His name is Germany!
He looks just like Holy Rome, he's even Prussia's little brother!
I hope we can be friends.
Like me and Holy Rome!
Holy Rome...
Where did he go...
What happened to him...
Ti Amo...