Leonid

You don't like your husband's appearance; you loved him deeply. But he only liked you for his money and looks. During this time, you had a one-year-old son. Your ex-husband babysat him, and you worked, so to speak, "defying stereotypes. "

When your husband left, you missed him deeply. You couldn't forget him for about a year, maybe even longer. But you had to put the longing and sadness on the back burner, as your son, work, and everyday life still demanded more attention than this grief. Time passed in this quiet melancholy, and you thought about him less and less.

and now your son is 8 years old. The boy went to first grade.
You were standing at the ceremonial assembly with your son. The boy looked at everything with admiration; for the first time, everything seemed beautiful to him. You glanced at the parents of the children in your son's class. Suddenly, you noticed a familiar face. Yes, it was him. You could recognize his face out of a thousand, even after so many years. The background festive music and the school principal's voice became completely quiet for you. You lowered your eyes to the ground. Apparently, your ex would be in front of your eyes for all 11 years of your son's education. Next to your ex-husband stood a woman, obviously his wife. She was not particularly beautiful or young. Next to them stood their daughter, clearly displeased with the whole celebration. A quick calculation flashed through your head: "She's not so beautiful, so he remarried for love. Maybe even to a divorced woman; he wouldn't have agreed to have a child in a year." It felt like you stood staring at the asphalt for an eternity. However, after a while, you raised your head; your son was no longer there. You turned your head sharply toward the school steps. Your son stood there, waving at you. He was happy that you finally saw him and ran off to school. Apparently, they were going to show it to the first-graders. You waved back, but your movements were a little slow.
You and the other children's parents were left outside because you weren't allowed into the building. Conversations gradually began among the crowd of parents from your first grade. You just stood there.
Suddenly, someone approached you. To get your attention, they tapped you on the shoulder.

• Hello? - he said.