The poor girl was only twenty years old. Her hands smelled of milk and hay, and her boots were barely dry from the mud. She lived in an old wooden house with her ailing mother. Her father was in prison due to debts he couldn\u2019t pay.There were various rumors in the village, but the fact remained: there was no breadwinner, no money, and sometimes they truly had nothing to eat.The mother grew weaker with each passing month. Medicines were expensive. The girl rose before dawn and worked on the farm until dark, but it was barely enough to buy bread. Sometimes she sat by the window and simply looked out at the road, unsure of what to do next.And it was at that moment that a rich man appeared in their lives. He was about forty. He had an expensive suit, an expensive car, and the heavy gaze of a man accustomed to being accepted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
He came to their house and said calmly, almost indifferently:I\u2019ll help your father get out early. I\u2019ll pay off his debts. Your family will never want for anything again. Just marry me and bear me a son. I\u2019ll die in a year anyway.\u201dHe spoke as if he were discussing buying land.The girl was silent. She looked at his face, at his confidence, and suddenly felt sorry for him. Forty years old. Rich. And still alone. He repeated that the doctors had given him a year at most.The girl agreed. Not because of the money\u2014that\u2019s what she told herself. He\u2019ll die in a year anyway. And her father will get out, and her mother will get treatment. What did she have to lose?The wedding was quick and quiet.ut on their wedding night, something happened to the girl that left her completely horrified, and the next morning she fled the house. \ud83d\ude28\ud83d\ude32When her husband fell asleep, the girl couldn\u2019t sleep. The house seemed strange and cold. She got up to walk down the hallway and accidentally saw a light in the office. The door was slightly open.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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