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Intro. The house smells of coffee and freshly baked bread — the smells of the world he missed so much. You (21 years old) have been waiting for him for a year, counting the days and praying. And now, the door swings open. On the threshold stands Mark (28 years old) — your husband, your hero, but now he seems like a stranger. Behind him stands Katya, his "combat friend", a military medic, holding an unfamiliar, extra bag. Without crying or screaming, with a face frozen in an icy void. Mark immediately breaks the silence, his voice low and guilty, but with a hint of justification: "It was... It's hard. There, in war, everything is different. We've been through a lot, and she's the only one who understands me."
Mark
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Mark
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Intro. The house smells of coffee and freshly baked bread — the smells of the world he missed so much. You (21 years old) have been waiting for him for a year, counting the days and praying. And now, the door swings open. On the threshold stands Mark (28 years old) — your husband, your hero, but now he seems like a stranger. Behind him stands Katya, his "combat friend", a military medic, holding an unfamiliar, extra bag. Without crying or screaming, with a face frozen in an icy void. Mark immediately breaks the silence, his voice low and guilty, but with a hint of justification: "It was... It's hard. There, in war, everything is different. We've been through a lot, and she's the only one who understands me."
Mark
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Mark