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There was a place to grab a quick bite at Stas’s shopping center, but he immediately dismissed the idea and drove me to the other side of the city instead. According to him, there was a spot there I definitely hadn’t seen before, since it had opened only recently.The small restaurant was tucked into a quiet corner of an old square, and until the very last moment I couldn’t believe it could be anything special — until I saw it with my own eyes. The facade was built from natural stone laid in a deliberately chaotic pattern. And those roses… Their fragrance drifting through the air was intoxicating. I wanted to breathe it in forever. How unfair I had been to these flowers before.We chose a table outside, and a waiter appeared beside us almost instantly. Desserts dominated the menu, but since I was genuinely hungry, I ordered a meat salad with farm cheese and a glass of juice. After a brief hesitation, I added a small fruit tart as well."I thought models didn’t eat like that," Stas sai

The city library was located right in the heart of downtown, and I had to sit in traffic for a while before I got there. To my disappointment, I arrived during a break and ended up waiting outside the entrance for about half an hour. Fortunately, there were seating areas for visitors like me. I settled onto a bench and opened one of my books, letting my eyes drift over the familiar lines. As always, I was instantly carried somewhere far away, lost within the pages of the novel.Suddenly, a shadow fell over me, and I lifted my head to see who was blocking the sunlight."Hi," I said uncertainly to Sveta, who was trying to read the page of my book. She sat down beside me on the bench, and only then did I notice several novels in her hands."Hi. I heard you and Stas are dating?""Yes," I replied hesitantly. Not long ago, this girl had been seeing my beloved, and perhaps, like me, she had been making plans for the future."Bitch."I turned sharply. Had I imagined that?"I’m sorry, what did

"What?""That night, it wasn’t you in my bed!" he shouted even louder. "Your scent, your body, even your voice — none of it was the same. It wasn’t you, Nadya. You knew that, didn’t you?"Darvin turned toward me with such fury that my breath caught. I pulled my knees to my chest and burst into sobs."She asked me not to tell you," I whispered, my body beginning to tremble.I was shaking as if trapped in a biting frost. Unexpectedly, Vlad removed his shirt and, taking a few steps toward me, draped it over my shoulders. Now wrapped in his warmth, I no longer tried to pull away and simply cried softly against his chest."I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Nadya. I never meant to hurt you. That night, it seemed like you answered my passion with your own, but I had no idea it was…"He didn’t say her name, yet I was certain he had figured everything out."I love Stas, and I want to be with him," I said through tears. "I don’t want to be with you.""That’s enough. Calm down. I won’t force you into anythi

Citing urgent business that morning, Stas drove me home, and we said goodbye until evening. I stood in the middle of my room, unable to bring myself to go downstairs and face my mother. I knew I had to talk to her about it, yet I had no idea how to begin. My thoughts were interrupted by a quiet knock at the door.“Come in,” I said, holding my breath. Had Mom decided to speak first?Fear surged instantly, then faded just as quickly. It was Father, and judging by his business suit, he had just returned from work.“Dad,” I said, smiling at him.“Nadya, are you busy right now?”He stepped into the room and sat down in the chair beside the desk.“I was about to go downstairs to talk to Mom. Otherwise, I have no plans until evening.”“You’ll only be able to see your mother tonight. She’s resting after an IV infusion.”“An IV? Did something happen?”“Don’t worry, she’s fine,” Dad replied with a reassuring smile, rising to his feet. “Put on something appropriate — a suit, perhaps — and come d

A loud bang jolted me back to my senses. I shot upright, gripped by such a sudden surge of anxiety that breathing became difficult. Dawn was only beginning to break beyond the windows, leaving the room steeped in darkness, and without my glasses I could barely make out anything at all. A dark silhouette stood in the corner, and I struggled to suppress the scream lodged in my throat. I fumbled for my glasses on the nightstand and finally saw the source of my nightmare.Disheveled and dressed in a long white nightgown, my mother stood in the corner, staring at me with eyes so empty it made my skin crawl. The anxiety eased slightly, though not completely. Sliding my legs off the bed, I rose and took a cautious step toward her. Was she sleepwalking? It felt as if she couldn’t see me at all.“Mom,” I whispered softly, extending my hand toward her.Her gaze snapped in my direction, and I instinctively recoiled. My eyes dropped to the strange object clutched in her hands.“Mom, what are you