There are women who want to fully possess the object of their love—whether a man or children. Lyuda knew only one kind of love: possessive love. But getting her way so that Sasha became her husband did not bring happiness. The relationship, once filled with warmth and care, gradually fell apart, and their daughter Tanya, pathologically attached to her father, utterly refused to perceive her mother. Yet, having grown up and broken free from her domineering mother’s control, Tanya—strangely enough—begins to repeat her mother’s life script, as if she never really learned the lessons of the past…