“My blossoming tulip. My lighthouse that leads through seas and oceans. My North Star, which I will light tonight,” her husband whispered into my ear at a New Year’s carnival—having taken me for his mistress, and then invited me up to his room. Well, tonight we really will be lighting stars, dear. Just don’t get blinded when I take off my mask.
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After twenty-five years of marriage, her husband leaves for a young lover—our daughter’s best friend. He is sure that youth will return to him beside her, and that a new life will begin. It’s unbearable for me, but I can endure. I will manage to become happy despite everything. He will want to come back—only it will be too late then.
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