An alarm bell rang tirelessly somewhere on the periphery of consciousness. I understood that it was impossible to give the keys, because it would be tantamount to giving the keys to the heart. I didn't want to give up so easily! No. I wanted to give the keys only when I was sure that the relationship would not end one night.

It hurts too much. And I haven’t grown a bitch in myself yet, and I don’t even know if I can. Because now Pasha's overwhelming aura makes me want to fly a white flag and surrender.

One thing is holding me back - I don’t want to roar into...