The morning started loud and unexpected.

I woke up from a wild scream. Did someone break into our apartment?

She opened her eyes and sat up abruptly, holding the blanket with trembling hands.

Maxim was not in the room. He doesn't have any of his stuff either. Has he gone?

She quickly put on her dressing gown and ran out into the hallway.

Sonya peeked out from the kitchen. And Vasya stood near the bath with her eyes closed, pressing her hand to her heart and breathing heavily. I looked around. At the entrance stood Maxim's shoes, unconsciously exhaled. Still, I didn't want him to leave without saying goodbye.

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