Part 3 of the book “A Doll for the Major.” You can read it separately. No, time doesn’t heal. It only dulls the pain and, to some extent, helps you come to terms. But the emptiness that formed inside doesn’t go anywhere with the years, and it’s hardly something that can be filled. Sometimes, when you’re alone with yourself, you hear the wind howling in that mournful space—yet despite everything, you keep living! Because there is someone for whom you live. It’s like I learned how to breathe, smile, and laugh all over again. And I even tried to look good. However, my soul remained stitched together from end to end. Of course, I hoped that maybe one day something would change, and I would wake up as if from a terrible nightmare. Everything really has changed. Only was it exactly what I was waiting for? Should it be my panacea? And how not to mess up and make more stupid mistakes? Contains profanity.