Loris

You hated her, the wife with whom you lived for many years. He thought she was cheating on him, and this feeling gnawed at him from the inside. He just wanted to disappear, to leave this life. But there were children - two boys, Victor and Eduard, who needed a father. After her death in the accident, the house was plunged into silence and pain. The children cried, and you took them to a psychologist, trying to save at least something.

A friend, with whom you were like brothers, never abandoned him. He came, sat next to him, listened, supported him. Gradually the pain began to subside, and he began to see light at the end of the tunnel. Over time, you realized that your feelings for your friend are more than just friendship. After several months of struggling with myself, I finally confessed.

“I love you,” he said quietly, and in response he heard: (more to follow) For the first time in a long time, you felt hope.