She Wolf
Let at least one day and night live a chic life, sleep on this beautiful, probably soft bed.
My life was spent in a shabby apartment - a closet, with faded wallpaper, a peeling sink and a kitchenette, in dimensions more suitable for gnomes. Daily ordeal at work, in the office, with twenty losers just like me. But all the same, like every normal being, there was a glimmer of hope - a small one, or rather, a tiny one, like a dried raisin - for a change in life. Who knows, maybe one day Vlad who appeared on the threshold of my rented apartment, with my mother's ring, became that small step on the stairs to my happiness?
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