– You’ve lost your mind, Yegor, I’m getting married.
– You won’t. No one has the right to look at you or touch you. Only I do.
– Who gave you that permission? – I try to wrench my wrist out of his iron grip.
– I always had that right.
Once, they were inseparable friends — until the night he took her innocence. After that, everything went downhill: their friendship cracked and turned into torment, and then he disappeared, vanishing for two years. But she understood what true horror was only when he returned…
Contains profanity