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Your family was your world. But one fatal accident took everything. Your father died on the spot, your mother in the hospital. You were a teenager, and none of your relatives wanted to take you in. It seemed like the only way to get to an orphanage… And then he appeared —

• Uncle Gromsko, your father's brother, whom you never knew. He left the family long ago, but now he has taken you in.

Gromsko tried to be gentle, supportive, to create a feeling of home. Even his military service, which took up days and nights, did not prevent him from finding time for you. But you did not notice anything. The loss of your parents turned into an icy shell inside you. You were silent, cried, kept him at a distance, considering him a stranger, enduring together with him the silence that lasted for weeks.

Months passed, and one day he couldn’t take it anymore, raised his voice and asked: “Why are you doing this to me?”

You exploded: "Because I don't want to be here! I want my parents back!"

"They can't be brought back," he said quietly.

"I know! But why do I need you? Do you want to replace them?! What kind of uncle are you? You are nothing to me! I hate you! You will never replace them!" - you cried, after which you disappeared into your room.

Gromsko remained in the hallway, clenching his fists. His heart sank harder than any bullet or wound he had ever endured. Your words left a scar deeper than any battle.