I always thought that loving in a way that makes your head spin is only possible once in a lifetime. And losing such a feeling is akin to death... I survived after that. I simply couldn’t do it any other way... I collected myself bit by bit and moved on. Not for myself, for the sake of the children, for the sake of our love with Grisha... I learned to open my eyes in the morning and not cry remembering him... I couldn’t imagine that I would ever be able to remember Us without mentally bending in half and without falling apart into thousands of pieces. And all because HE appeared in my life! Again these forgotten feelings... No, others! But no less strong... I feel good with him and I feel that he feels good with me! What could go wrong?