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Over time, Vina managed to sue her first husband’s apartment back, not without the help of a lawyer, and she moved to her lair. This apartment was originally a den, and the monster in the form of a woman returned to its place. Vina stood on the balcony in the pose of Napoleon with her legs wide apart and looked horizontally, not noticing the beauties of evening Moscow. – I will start from the bottom. I will build everything that I had to destroy. In the name of our love, I will create even more and even scarier than it was. Vina decided in honor of her late husband to create his business from scratch, and take revenge on all those who prevented their happiness. If we consider this situation in detail, then two people were to blame for their misfortune with Arthur – this is Amir and Sultana.

No one remembered about the Guilt. Everyone believed that this poor girl was one of Arthur’s victims, and no one betrayed the significance of this incomprehensible connection. Guilt returned to her and Arthur’s apartment two years after his death. Initially, she was afraid to cross the threshold of this dwelling, but after making an effort, she went into this apartment and felt a taste of revenge. Vina did not consider herself guilty, for reasons unknown to herself. She believed that their happiness was destroyed by strangers who envied her and hated Arthur. Vina had completely forgotten about after the premature death of his sister, this tragic event faded into the background. The head of this monster girl was occupied with the irrevocable departure of her lover, whom she killed herself and this stigma lay on her soul. Feelings of guilt were still strong, and therefore, to some extent, this girl had a split personality, one-half loved Arthur, the other hated him with all her heart and soul. Vina understood that it was he who killed her sister and could not forgive him for it. Another part of her mind defended him, saying it had to be done. The guilt was going crazy. At night she heard the cry of her unborn child, this act was killing her from the inside. She had no one to share it with. She had no friends; it was in these difficult moments that she missed her sister. The walls of this apartment reminded her of the happy moments of her life, and at the same time about how it all ended. This apartment has undergone cosmetic repairs, a complete change of design and interior has done their job, and Vina entered this apartment as a full-fledged host. Vina herself did not feel like a murderer, she just felt empty, lonely, and defenseless. This emptiness was caused by the lack of love; it was Arthur’s love that was sorely lacking. She felt safe with him. – How little time God has given us for happiness. Why is that? Vina was sitting on the sofa and looking at the tasteful renovation.