She remembered that look. Real—male. Almost tangible. He ran over her like a whip—both caressing and hurting. All along her spine, goosebumps marched in formation. “What is this happening to me?” Sonya thought. Maybe it was that moment she fell in love? But she didn’t know it yet. At the time, her head was occupied with completely different thoughts. At 17, life was in full swing! She wanted everything at once. Love, romance, passion! Could she imagine that all of it could be given to her by just one person—the one she, at first sight, called “a gloomy type”? Sonya dreamed that the year of adulthood would be special. And she wasn’t wrong. Fate would be generous that year. It would give her love. Then it would take it away! Return it again. But it would demand something in return… A novel in three parts. Contains profanity.