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I approach the pool and extend my hand to him, he grabs my hand and I don't have time to realise how he is already pulling my hand and I find myself in the pool.

"You promised." I push him, wiping my eyes from the water.

"I'm sorry, darley." He shows me the crossed fingers on his left hand.

We start laughing. He picks me up in his arms and hugs me to his strong body. His lips are a few centimetres away from mine. We breathe hard, without taking our eyes off each other.

He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"I love you, darley."

"I love you too."

We love each other like no one else in the world. And we will continue to love in spite of everything. This is something that no one can take away from us.

Because love iswhat we are.

He kisses me, and I forget about everything in the world. All the people around disappear. Everything dissolves in air. The universe, stars, planets disappear. There is only us. We, who belong to each other. We, who promised to love each other for a month. We, who will love each other forever.

He is my silence, which I have been looking for all my life. He is my voice when I am unable to speak. He is my peace when I have a panic attack. He is my song when I want to dance. He is my air when I forget to breathe. He is my heart when I lost mine forever...

Chapter 46

"Five days."

"Five days," I repeat.

"I miss you already." He hugs me, and then gently kisses me on my lips.

I want to say how much I don't want to lose him, how much I love him and how much he means to me. But I can’t. I can't do that to him. He will start a new life without me, so he should not constantly think about the words of love that flew from my lips.

"Did you talk to Zlata?"

"She doesn’t allow me to see Timothey." I hug him.

"I'm sorry."

"I will figure it out. By the way, I booked a table for us in your favourite restaurant." He hugs me to himself and kisses my hair. "Really?" I laugh.

I know how difficult it’s to find free seats there for the evening.

I was there for the first time with my dad when I was six. I remember crying that I hadn't been on a real date yet. That day, I watched too many movies about teenage love and wanted to go on a date.

"I'm going to Kyiv on business for the weekend, you can go with me, Ami, and in my free time I'll take you on a real date," said dad and I screamed with joy.

Then I spent a long time choosing a dress, and the food we ordered was the most delicious. I was the happiest.

My heart is tight with memories. My father and I were only there once, and Sebastian took me with him all the other times. He tried to replace my father, even though he knew it was impossible. But I’m grateful to him. I’m grateful to him for every minute we were together. For protecting and defending me when I was ready to ruin my life forever.

Sometimes I think about how many things I could have done with my father. We could have gone for walks, talked, watched movies together. I would like him to meet Danylo. I think he would have liked him.

I think about how little time we had together. I miss him every day, every minute. And this pain will never go away, I can only learn how to live with it.

"What's wrong?" Danylo asks me. He always knows what's going on inside me, even if my face remains stony.

"Nothing," I lie and smile.

"Are you sure?" "Yes," I nod.

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