Winter 1938

"Anna! Come down and give your Papa a hug goodbye."

Sophie's voice rang across the entire house as little footsteps triumphed over the stairs. The little girl excitedly jumped from the last stair and into her father's arms. Hans chuckled and hugged her tight.

"I want to come with you today, Papa!" the little girl's bright eyes forced Hans to smile.

"Not today, I'm afraid that my boss has me travelling to the outskirts of the city today."

He gave her one last squeeze before placing her on her feet.

As he placed her down, his eyes met his wife's, slowly they glanced over her enlarged breasts and then finally to the growing bump. He placed a hand over her stomach, gave it a good little rub, and smiled.

"Goodbye, Sophie. Goodbye Anna. Sophie, I will be back before 8 tonight. Get ready for a beautiful dinner."

He gave her a dry kiss on the cheek before exiting their house.

Sophie forced a tight smile as she closed the door behind her husband. As her thoughts of how boring her life had become clouded her mind, a small tug shook her from her thoughts. Sophie looked down and saw that Anna was smiling at her mother.

Her daughter stood at knee length and she was still bouncing around the windows as she waved her father on. Sophie felt a bitter reality as she saw how attached the child was to the man claiming to be her sire. Anna was the spitting image of Amon Goeth. The little girl had dark curls that mimicked the American actress, Shirley Temple, and bright green eyes that sparkled whenever she smiled. Sophie felt it both a blessing and a curse as the daughter she loved so much reminded her constantly of the man she could no longer have.

With a sigh, Sophie cupped her daughter's hand and walked her towards the kitchen.

"Mama! I wasn't done waving goodbye to Papa!"

The child was stubborn and determined to finish her task at hand. Sophie clicked her tongue and continued to lead her whining daughter towards the closet.

"Anna, Frau Hellstrom is expecting us at the café. If you are well behaved, I may let you have a macaroon."

"Then I want to be rewarded with twice as much because I have been twice as good!"

Sophie gave a quick glance over at Anna who was biting down on her lip. The girl knew she was out of line and quickly hugged her mother's legs.

"I'm sorry, Mama. I won't misbehave again."

The tired Sophie sighed and patted her daughter's back. This pregnancy exhausted her the most. Hans had been colder towards her after he noticed how little Anna looked like either parent. They continuously fought and every time they were intimate, it was cold.

For a very long time she chose not to conceive; she deliberately gave him the wrong days, cleanse herself with lemon juice, or she would do some strenuous activities that would guarantee a miscarriage. The last thing she needed was a baby that was in fact his; she could see the maltreatment that he would do to Anna. As the girl continued to age, she continued to show her true parentage. Sophie feared that Hans would do something unthinkable to Anna if Sophie left her alone with him. For the protection of the one thing she loved the most, she would sacrifice the ability of not having another baby. Then one night, he caught her unexpectedly.

Late Spring 1938

The door to her bedroom creaked open; the soft light from the hallway peered into her room. After a late night with Frau Hellstrom and the rest of the ladies, Sophie decided to return back to her sleeping child. When the light finished filling up the few feet in front of the door, she saw a figure sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Anna?"

As she pushed the door wider, she could see a smirking Landa sitting there.

"If it isn't my lovely wife."

There was a lump in Sophie's throat. The initial fear was that he had harmed Anna. When she glanced around, the child's bed had been moved.

"Where's my daughter?" Sophie barked.

Hans chuckled and stood up. He paced towards her and when he got close enough, he used a hand to close the door behind her and locked it. His glance was as fierce as it was cold.

"Your daughter?" he chuckled again "Don't you mean our daughter?" Sophie heard him sniff her.

Without any further hesitation, he grabbed a hold of the fur scarf that Sophie had around her neck. Sophie let out a panicked cry and tried to fight him off. Hans yanked her thin frame into him as he dug his fingers into her arms. She let out a whimper.

"I can smell the alcohol on your breath! How much did you have to drink, darling, hm? Enough for you to whore around? It's 3 A.M.! Were you whoring around on me!"

"Hans! No! Please!"

He turned her around and threw her against the bed. Sophie tried to scurry across the bed before he grabbed her by the ankles.

"Haven't I done enough for you? I gave you this house." He started to rip her clothing off of her. "I gave you everything and what do I get? A wife who whores around!"

Sophie was weeping as the man who claimed to be her husband ripped the beautiful dress that she had on. Every time she retaliated, he pinned her down.

"Hans! Please don't do this!" She was able to push his arms away but he pinned her down.

He wrapped his fingers around her throat.

"I should kill you for this! Whoring on me?!"

Sophie struggled before calming down; there was no way that she was going to win this. He relaxed his grip and continued to peel her clothing off. As he stripped her of her clothing and under garments, Sophie closed her eyes. Within seconds, he entered her. She let out an airy gasp but as he continued to go harder, she lay there.

"Is this how they fuck you? And you're just laying there like a good, little whore aren't you?"

Sophie just continued to let tears roll down her face as he violated her more. As he tired of that position, he flipped her onto her belly and entered her from behind. He was no less rough and continued until he climaxed. With a deep breath, he slapped her backside and climbed off of the bed. He pulled up his pants and quickly exited the room.

For a few more moments, she continued to lie down. Her own doing had condemned her to this hell. If she was not concerned for her parents, she would have left the country with Amon Goeth. The only reason she married Landa was to ensure a safe escape for her now gone parents. Her life had turned bitter; even though she had Anna, the girl's presence reminded her of the life that she turned down. The only person at fault was herself.

Present day

Somewhere deep in her heart, she could feel that Hans already knew about her affair with Amon. The way he was so tender towards her child made Sophie almost curious as to why he didn't confront her. He was like a cat hunting his prey—he was building a security within the family before he would snatch away what Sophie held dear. Sophie stood there in a deep train of thought when Anna hugged her tighter.

"Mama, I'm sorry…"

With a heavy sigh, Sophie closed her eyes and muttered the words she had hoped Amon Goeth would say back to her in the future,

"You know I forgive you, my sweet little girl. Come now, let's get out of here."