I look at the photo on my phone and try to control myself. Draco, my husband, was not alone in it. The photo is good, at least post it on social networks. His arm with tattoo patterns was wrapped around the girl. The other buried herself in her hair. “It’s over! Disappear and don’t you dare run and complain to your parents.” This is how the photo is signed. Afterwards, screenshots of the correspondence started pouring in. “We’ve been together for a long time. And I don’t need you!!!” Okay, my beloved, I’ll disappear from your life.