I haven't written a fanfiction since I was a kid, and that was a loooooong time ago. I've hit a rough patch in my life so I decided that this is the healthiest form of escapism for me. Hope you will enjoy it.
Ps. I wish men like red would really exist
I loved Katerina. When she died, I made a promise to look after her daughter, who should have been mine.
Over the years as she grew, Sam kept me updated and I managed to visit every so often and watch her from a distance.
At some point, perhaps in her late twenties, I lost sight of the little girl whom she once was, and saw only the woman whom she became. At the same time the burning love I felt for her mother became a distant memory.
My heart has changed. I have changed. And now it is time to claim my woman.