Even before Yulia was born, she was already unwanted by no one. Not by her mother, not by her father, not by her sisters. She was born and that was that—good thing they hadn’t left her in the maternity ward. That’s what people call children like her: a ransom child. For the sins of her ancestors, she had to go through such thorns that few would have been able to reach the end. But she made it through her path to the end—she didn’t turn bitter, she didn’t give up. She remained faithful to her convictions.