There were no fireworks. No roaring applause.
No medals pinned on her chest. But that night, thousands slept peacefully because of her sacrifice.
And she lay bleeding, her body broken, her identity unknown.
There were no fireworks. No roaring applause.
No medals pinned on her chest. But that night, thousands slept peacefully because of her sacrifice.
And she lay bleeding, her body broken, her identity unknown.