Miroslava

For the rest of the week, I avoided both Gleb and Lesha. I needed to understand myself, I was afraid of what began to emerge in my heart, this is how the beginning of love looks like, how I easily melted in his arms, how I allowed him to kiss me. And to be honest, I liked everything he did with me and everything that I felt next to him, and I definitely want more, I'm like a damn drug addict, addicted to him and the chance of recovery is decreasing every day.

I admitted this to myself, it’s already good, now the problem can be solved. This week...