He burned my life down to ashes, and the coals of it kept smoldering for a long time on snow stained with my ashes. But he still wasn’t satisfied—he took away my most precious thing. By taking my baby, he took away the meaning of my life, blocked the oxygen, made me writhe in agony, and watched with indifference. And even that seemed not enough to him. Then he reduced me to nothing in the eyes of my friends. He destroyed, ruined, killed. I couldn’t understand how the man I loved could be so cruel. But for the sake of the child, I’m ready for anything… I’ll go over heads, turning off my principles, forgetting my emotions. I learned to survive in a world of cruel people by becoming one of them. And soon, dear one, you’ll get your reckoning. As long as he doesn’t recognize me after all these years. Contains profanity.