I clung to him with my hands, feet, teeth, claws. I could not imagine my life without the only close person ... And now ... He never seemed to me so alien and cold. I looked and looked at Demyan, trying to find even the slightest regret or anxiety in his features, but he was so serenely calm and detached that a sharp pain pierced my ribs and twisted all my insides in a painful spasm. I slammed the door to my dream and I was tired of going nowhere, not knowing the ford. It is bittersweet to realize that the person who covered your back was actually hiding behind...