About the book: year / My name is Maya, and I am no longer the same girl I was a month ago. Now there is an emptiness in my chest. And my heart is heartbroken. There are dark nights when I can barely breathe, when I feel the weight of loss rushing through my veins, moments filled with pain when I remember how my entire being consisted of only agonized screams while I held my father's cold, lifeless hand. But in every story, like in this one, there is always a hero? A hero I began to despise from the moment he opened his mouth. His name is Alexander. He is my inevitability that I never expected to meet. Only a broken heart guides me. His existence, his touch, everything he did to make my pain bearable left an indelible mark on me. Be that as it may, I am sure that when I leave, I will become just a vague memory for him..