About the book: 2018 / I am ashamed of my dreams about him. This shame has ingrained itself into my skin, and now it is always with me. I know for sure that we are absolutely not suitable for each other, everyone has their own path, their own destiny. I don’t even know his name, and mine has never left his lips... Between us there are only glances, silent and piercing. But our enmity is like an aphrodisiac, the darker his gaze on me, the stronger the attraction.