Waking up is very hard. Opening my eyelids, I wince at the bright sunlight flooding the room. I don't know how long I slept, but it felt like an eternity. The neck was severely swollen, the face and lips were swollen. Whiskey whine. Feeling slightly nauseous from weakness.

For several minutes I lie in silence and do not move, trying to remember what I dreamed about. Something good. About Andrey. Looks like our vacation. As we walked by the sea. At least it didn't break. I want to leave Moscow as soon as possible.

I vaguely remember everything that happened the day before. But as soon as you think about...