Cyanide. Stark K.

from the author of the bestsellers “Aspid”, “Stigmalion”, “Hounds Lilith” and “Wings”

I made a mistake when I began to meet with Derek.

and one more - another When she allowed him to convince me that everything that was happening between us is normal.

And I continue to make mistakes. I see the proof of this again in the mirror: the lips are broken, bruises on the neck, in my eyes are void.

For a year now I have not been able to get out of the strangling web of our relations. He either orders food for me from his favorite restaurant, then makes him stand on the porch under the icy rain, locked the door to the key. With him I never know what will happen in the next minute: as if I was walking around a minefield or a rotten bridge. As if I play a Russian roulette. As if I drink vitamins from the bubble in which one of the capsules is cyanide.

However, there is someone that returns me a sense of balance: a courier who brings us food. He is a random person about whom I know almost nothing. Sometimes we talk on the threshold. Yesterday he asked if I was in order, and this shocked me to the core. If Derek is pure cyanide, then suddenly there is a person-fingering?