About the book: year / I kneel down in front of Nikola and lift her by the chin. She closes her eyes. I squeeze her delicate skin a little harder. - Why didn’t you tell about your son? I hold my breath for a moment to overcome my anger and the need to wrap her in my arms. – Do you care? “I am a father and had the right to know.” - No, you left, threw me away like a toy. I squeeze my fingers until it hurts. I see resentment and hatred in her gaze. – I always get everything I need. Now your life will follow my rules. You will do everything I say differently. – What’s different? - My son will stay with me, and you will return to where you came from..