Reading reviews of books and films based on them, you invariably come across people’s desire to see the meaning in everything, to read the idea, the message; history cannot be just history, it must certainly teach them something. I involuntarily ask myself: “ What is my book about?” About love, about passion, about betrayal, about monogamy, about mistakes, about cruelty and tragedies, about “gifts” of fate, about family and family values, about what leads people to happiness, about what it can be and how it ultimately depends on us. Of course, my heroes are a kind of ideals, beautiful, smart, talented, successful, capable of actions and strong feelings, that is, the way we all would like to be , or at least we strive for this... But they make mistakes and they have flaws, the same mistakes and flaws as we, ordinary people, so why don’t we learn from them perseverance, wisdom, kindness, forgiveness, perseverance ?But the main idea is that there are no clear answers to seemingly predictable questions: cheating is bad and sinful, but is it always? Sacrifice and generosity are good, but is it true? Pragmatism, rigor, honesty, decency and devotion will always lead along an exceptionally true and correct path... really? What could happen if this is all a delusion, a mistake? What if there, behind this line of the wrong, the illicit, there is hidden something exciting, delightful, capable of turning everything upside down, filling existence with special meaning? What if it is there that the truth that we must find is located, there and only there is the only right choice? The main thing that this book should do is not keep in suspense, but fill it with sensuality, emotions, condemnation, raise questions and leave them without an answer, because everyone has their own answer, as well as their own view of right and wrong, good and evil, sinful and righteous...