Do you really want this? My heart was beating wildly out of my chest. Thoughts began to get confused, and I began to suspect that this was done on purpose.

- Yes, dear, really, I want to go shopping and buy all sorts of little things - and she whispered softly so that I would not hear - I'm sitting here, as if in prison.

- Well, tomorrow at eleven in the morning you will go - I didn’t want to let her go, but it’s also not right to keep her locked up. The only thing you need to decide is the organization of the protection of your girl....