After his fiancée’s funeral, he couldn’t find a place for himself. He loved his dear one, and the wedding was just two weeks away, but an unhinged truck driver took her life in an instant.
“Soon we’ll get to the finishing work. It’s almost done,” my husband said to me that evening as we were getting ready for bed. “So that means the renovation is next, and that’s it?” I rubbed cream into my hands, working it into my fingers and wrists. “Yes. Hard to believe, right?” Arkady settled in […]
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