Chapter one

I wanted to help Conrad move on. To escape the pain that had been eating him from the inside for a long time, and to show him all the joys of the life given to us. But I had no idea that I would become the very person who would ultimately shatter his heart into tiny pieces. Pieces that I would have to painstakingly gather in order to at least briefly heal his bleeding wounds.

Forgive me, Connie. And remember that I love you. To infinity.

The original story is being written in Russian.