I remained silent, stunned by this confession. I could not take my eyes off the abyss into which my portrait had flown. There really was me. And at the same time, that woman in the picture seemed so alien. Arrogant, prim, repulsive.

Could I be like this?

“Alicia,” Kalle ran his lips over my temple, “tell me you will forgive me. Say you won't reject. I beg you, don't be silent.

Opening her mouth, she realized that she was unable to utter a word.

So many questions swirled in my head. And they all started with the same word: "why."

Why hasn't he been around for so many years?

Why...