Ten years ago, our first love was shattered by immaturity and inability to withstand circumstances. Today he is a strict and incorruptible servant of the law, and I am the wife of a man accused of terrible crimes. I believed my husband and was ready to fight for him to the end—even though our shared life never turned into bright colors of feelings and passion for me. But I underestimated the power of first love—its ability to cloud the mind and spin the head. What if the feelings woke up only in me—and this is only his way to achieve a goal?