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- My grandmother. She suffered from a terminal illness for a long time, lying in bed. At night, she moaned in pain, and during the day, she asked to be killed. I felt so sorry for her that one day I brought her a knife. She called me the kindest person in the world, blessed me, and one night, while everyone was asleep, she cut her wrists.
Having finished all her tasks, Maylin returned to Cristol. They had a long and tiring day ahead. The girl kept running to the library for the necessary books, bringing the required beakers and vials, and other such things. After finishing their workday, the couple could go somewhere or simply relax in the dormitory.
And something else. Did they have dinner or something?
— So, how was your day? Are you happy with everything? — Maylin asked, lounging on her bed. She was actually satisfied with everything.
