I never thought I would live to see a day in which I would want to tear a piece off one of my own for getting in my way, but...
The more people hindered my life, the more irritated I became. My mood was nothing but my own fault. Sleeping at night was impossible; during the first weeks I took one-hour naps at the first opportunity, I had nightmares, discomforts.
Also, I had to consider whether I was going to contact Anya’s mother to inform her of the existence of her grandchildren, and when I would do it or what the most appropriate way would be. That is to say, sooner or later, I would have to tell her that her daughter had died. The very idea of facing Radinka Sarkova terrified me. For public opinion, Anya and I had been kidnapped by terrorists, and five years later, declared dead. That
