“Now you’re a USELESS BURDEN!” — the fiancé shouted, kicking her stroller. A year later, he crawled at her feet, begging for forgiveness.
— Marina, I can’t. Understand, I’m not able to be with a person who… is disabled. Artyom said this almost in a whisper, not looking at her, but at the wheelchair standing nearby — someone else’s, hateful. He looked at it like a beast that had torn apart their future. Marina sat silently, the white […]
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