I was ready to celebrate the New Year holidays with my family, to wear the dress my mother gave me, in which I felt uncomfortable. Become a babysitter for eight thugs trying to destroy the Christmas tree. I could survive all this, but how could I cope with a guest whom I was not ready to meet in my parents' house? The man who broke my heart and stole my peace turned out to be where I least expected to see him! Perhaps I could tolerate his presence in the house, if not for one “but” - our relatives decided to shine on us!