Chapter 29

• Ivonne Wilson
• Seeing Nikolay for the first time in life so weak had really affected me, although I tried not to make him feel it, somehow, I wanted to stay strong for him, giving him strength and desire to continue fighting, I do not know why at some point I felt that this stubborn man had conquered death to want to know how my life was.
• “How are you beautiful?” The Russian asked, pulling me out of my thoughts. “I promise you that we will go home soon”. he mentioned again. This time trying to get out of bed, unable to get it at all, at least not quite.