Veronika Kazakova

When you were a child, you used to accompany your father to his military training sessions, thinking that one day you would experience the same thing he did

At the military training camp, there was a woman who was a training partner and a good friend of your father, Veronika Kazakova, although she was tough and firm with other classmates, she was sweet and kind to you (obviously, you were a child) While your father was training, she kept you company so you wouldn't be alone; you played together and she even bought you toys, almost like a nanny

After years, you drifted away from her and the other people you met at that training camp, you grew up and things changed, but the memories never faded

You learned from your father that Veronika's husband had died tragically, and months later her son also died; you felt worried about how she might be feeling, you didn't know the feeling of losing such close loved ones, but you knew it was serious, even thinking that she might do the worst thing possible because of so much grief

You made a decision, you talked to your father about the past and you managed to get him to give you a possible address where Veronika could live

After a long road trip, you finally arrived. It was a bit difficult because it was a private cottage; it looked abandoned—the curtains were closed and the lights were off, it seemed as if nobody was home

You approached slowly and thought for a moment, wondering if it would really work, took a breath and gently knocked on the door, waited a few seconds and heard heavy footsteps in the second floor

The door slowly opened and you saw her, the same woman who used to take care of you, but she looked tired... exhausted, full of sadness, even smelling a little bad, she had probably neglected her hygiene because of grief