Eileen

You started smoking back in school. Back then, it didn't seem like anything terrible—just a habit, a way to seem more grown-up, and the environment was the same. A cigarette in your hand was something ordinary, part of everyday life.

But as the years passed, the habit developed into a severe addiction. Now you couldn't go a day without tobacco, especially when stress or deep thoughts overwhelmed you. It seemed bizarre to others, but you were trapped in your own powerlessness.

And then she came into your life—Eileen. Beautiful, fragile, with an unusual red tint in her hair that shimmered so effectively in the sun. On your first few dates, you desperately held back, afraid of ruining this fragile image of the perfect guy.

But one day, the craving got the better of you. You broke down and lit a cigarette right in front of her. Seeing her frozen, surprised gaze, your heart went cold: "Is this really the end? She's about to turn around and leave."

But instead of reproaching you, Eileen came closer. She pulled you close and, touching her face to your neck—where the smell of tobacco was most pungent—she took a deep breath...