“Hurry up, give birth, that’s what it meant! The girl sits on the phone and waits for you to write. And you disappeared somewhere, so she knocked again. Don't leave her alone for too long. She is suffering."

“Well, if so,” I send her an empty message and look at the reaction. The reaction is not long in coming, in response, a smiley from Yulia instantly arrives. Yulia, Yulechka, Yulenka, my dear. Sitting on the phone, waiting for me to write. I can't express how much I want her. I guess I love her more than life and that's why it's so difficult for me to be with her.

Okay,...