About the book: 2022 / - Where is my daughter? - I catch the nurse by the sleeve. - Be careful, IV! “You can’t move,” the elderly woman swears. “I asked where my daughter is?!” — I wheeze, trying to get up again. “Which daughter are you talking about?” You don’t have children, as far as I know from the words of your husband. - Why not? Are you crazy?! Girl. I have a girl. Seven years. My name is Tasya. Brown hair, brown eyes, - the voice trembles and breaks. - Where is my daughter? What's wrong with her?!***In an instant, my whole life turned upside down. They convince me that I never had children and that someone else’s apartment is ours. My husband is increasingly smelling the perfume of another woman, and in a dream a little brown-eyed girl with light brown hair comes to me, calls me mom and asks me to take her.