"I loved her very much. She was everything to me: mother, friend, idol. I aspired to be like her in everything I did... But she's gone, so now my aspirations can only be guided by memories and photographs."
"You talk about it so calmly," Andrey noted, puzzled. "But I'm a complete stranger..."
"Calm down..." the girl sighed. "Maybe calm down. You know, if you've experienced something, accepted it, and turned it into an experience... Anything, even mistakes you're ashamed of—if you've learned from them, there's nothing to be ashamed of. By not hiding them, you share this experience, allowing others to use it to solve their own problems. In this way, I do good, and at the same time, I'm gradually letting go of my own pain."
There were some things she kept quiet about. She didn't tell Andre
