“Emil…” I call him. “Please, listen to me.”
So unusual. Always neat and well-kept… Right now his hair is messed up, his beard has grown. He looks bad and tired.
“Nothing to listen to,” he says, not even turning around. “You can stay here as long as you want. I’m leaving.”
“Emil, God, please… Give me a chance to explain.”
“Arina, shut up. Or I can’t guarantee what I’ll do.”
“Shut up!”
“I’m pregnant!” I scream. “You can’t leave me!”
“Get an abortion,” he strikes back with words. “Or let your lover take care of you! He’s got plenty of money.”
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The story of Emil and Arina from the novel “Zakharov’s Sin.”
A difficult life for the heroes, touching scenes. A bit of humor—and, as always, feelings on the very edge!