— Look over there, — he said hoarsely.
— Well? What do you see?
He stared straight at me, and I quickly turned my gaze to the horizon.
— Mosques, snow-white buildings, palm trees, golden spires, and…
— It’s all mirages… All lies.
— But I see it! — I retorted nervously.
— Not everything you see is real. Not everything you dream of guarantees happiness.
— You know nothing about me, — I snapped indignantly.
— Do you need to?
— Get up. Let’s go…
* * *A red diploma from a prestigious university, the job of your dreams at a well-known magazine, a profitable and convenient fiancé in every way—everything turned out to be an illusion. The diploma didn’t matter; the long-awaited position led her into a dangerous trap, and the fiancé betrayed her without a second thought.
It should have hurt… But—knock-knock-knock… Why is my heart silent?
Was it really so important to strive for what didn’t bring happiness?
Only the one she feared from the very first meeting showed her what was real, valuable, and important. Patiently guided her through a desert of doubts and let her into his unusual world, making her heart sing again—dream again, love again.