Marla woke up alone, missing him, his skin, his sweetness, the safety she felt between his arms and she discovered herself releasing a deep sigh.
"When did she change?" she thought.
"When did she fell in love? How?" she asked to herself looking at the ceiling. The answer came to her mind and she hugged her pillow while repeating:
"Viktor, Viktor, come back! Come back! It's been a long time!" but Viktor wasn't there, Viktor was far away from her side because she asked him to save mankind, he couldn't hear her request.
She regretted that, but just because she missed him. "And I'm not a kid!" she declared as she reminded how he called her a kid many times.
Things had changed. His victories were in every conversation, between the nobles, between the common people, his name pursued her eve
