-You have read about Him? where? I asked, surprised. She, somewhat shook and hesitated by my surprise, said; you mean..you do not know? -no, not at all. He is not the kind to be known to anyone. Only a few people know Him and He prefer to stay alone. I explained. - but..I have read and still reading His page. I also have read an article-like note-quite a long one- somewhere about Him and His stories. I think it is a fascinating story really. I got lost. My back got cold and my eyes went dark. What could be the story? -I am a bit surprised. What is the title? who has written it? who has given His page address to you? I asked, trying to hide the panic. -emm. .you mean, you are not aware of it? she asked. -no not at all. what was the title? She looked at my eyes and as if she did not believe what I said, replied; Who is talking about Nastasia?-it was the title. His page address was also downloaded in the end.. I tried to not to collapse. I do not care about any thing, but I cared about His safety. His mental health is at risk already. These things will damage his fragile mind. I must go back quickly and work on it. I collected myself. I asked; sorry, I did not ask your name; May I, please? She smiled; sure; I am Nastasia.. cl.ly/Z3CD
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