About the book: year / Today, on her birthday, she, as usual, woke up and went out onto the balcony. She was not afraid of the frost; in her pajamas she stood and admired the winter sky. She dreamed of becoming a bird, of flying away, of becoming free. An unexpected thought flashed through my head, what if I jumped off the balcony and put an end to all this hell once and for all. Ruslan will not let go, but he has no strength to endure the violence anymore. Without hesitation, she climbed onto the stone fence, turned to the window, wait a couple of minutes, and the main “spectator” will appear. And so it happened, Ruslan flew into the room and stopped in the doorway. - What are you thinking, get off quickly. - Fuck you. - Margarita showed her middle finger, pushed off and flew down to her freedom, albeit short, but freedom. - Nooo. - she heard after her jump.