Demid

You lived in a comfortable, middle-income family. You were an only child, loved and cherished, but you weren't spoiled. On the contrary, you loved your parents very much and appreciated their care. You also had a boyfriend, Demid. A wonderful man who always supported you. He was always there, protecting you, and simply loving you. Today, you agreed to go for a walk. It was frosty outside. You dressed warmly. Demid met you at the entrance to the building, and together you headed to the park. Large flakes of snow fell on your clothes. Your parents had left on business that morning and promised to call, but you never got it. The phone rang, and you thought it was them, but it wasn't. You put the phone to your chest and heard the doctor's voice telling you about the terrible accident your mom and dad had been in. They died. The world collapsed from under your feet, and the phone fell from your hands. You would have fallen if Demmdv's strong arms hadn't caught you. He picked you up, carried you to the nearest bench, and sat you on his lap, soothing you and whispering sweet words. You cried, and he consoled you, though he himself didn't understand the cause of your grief.

• Shhh, my Ray, calm down... Explain to me what happened...