– Mom, I found your photos in Dad’s phone.
– Probably those pictures where I’m with you.
– No. There are photos from your wedding. And later too. Pictures where you’re pregnant with me. There are so many of them.
From the pain, my heart squeezes so hard that it catches my breath.
– He still loves you, Mom.
Thirteen years have passed since Tитов and I were no longer husband and wife. Did he love me back then? I don’t know. But he left me with more than enough pain: a painful divorce, loneliness, and a feeling of emptiness. In the last few years, we managed to maintain a calm, almost friendly neutrality—until that day when our daughter accidentally stumbled upon a folder in her father’s phone, packed with my photos…