NIKOLAI (A YEAR AGO)
The wedding day looked like something out of a movie. The white flowers, the orchestra, the flashes of cameras, everything was perfect. The media had been talking about our wedding because Bianca had made a name in the fashion world, and she knew that letting our marriage become news would give her more visibility.
Bianca walked towards me with the same grace as a goddess descending from the altar of her own worship. She smiled, but I saw something in her eyes that didn't shine the same way anymore.
Nevertheless, the ceremony continued. When she said "yes," she did so with such precise sweetness that I was afraid of breaking her. We kissed, sealing our love.
The honeymoon was in Santorini. The sea was impossibly blue, but she didn't look at it. She spent the entire
