All of us are sinners before God—that’s an undeniable truth. But today I’m repenting not before Him, but before the person I love more than this cursed life. It’s a pity I understood it too late, because belated remorse won’t bring life back to a dried-up flower. But there’s nothing left for me to do except tell this story to a foolish, naive girl—someone who managed to fall in love with an adult man, but… couldn’t hold him. Contains profanity.