Going down to my car, I drive to my apartment—the one I lived in back in Kremenchuk before moving to Kyiv. The place greets me with cold, soulless walls, even though the renovations are top-tier.For the first time in thirty‑one years, I actually thought about loneliness, but quickly pushed those thoughts away. I have everything—why the hell should I feel sad? Money, business, cars, women, and I’m not exactly bad‑looking. However, when I look into my bar, I pull out a bottle of tequila, having already ordered food delivery.I throw myself into the armchair, take a heavy swig straight from the bottle, and close my eyes. Immediately I see the girl’s slim silhouette, her soft light‑brown hair, those bottomless blue eyes, and I can almost smell that pleasant lavender scent.Damn it! She really did burn herself into my memory! Every breath, every gasp and moan—I still hear them, and her delicate body practically stands before my eyes.Why did she do that? Why give me something that’s usual
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