“Right now you’re gathering your things and moving in with me.” Dinar drills me with a heavy look, and his words terrify me. Living under one roof with this closed-off and cold man who’s twice my age?
— Do you know who you just beat up?
— It was just an accident. That guy… it was his fault. I’m not to blame…
—I can’t make you live with me?!
— I can. Because I promised your brother to look after you.
Dinar Asadov is an old friend of our family. Since I was little, I’ve been afraid of him and avoided meeting him. But now, instead of fear, I feel excitement and trembling. He draws me to him, and I don’t want to resist it.