LOOKING FOR TRACK

Damian sighed heavily. Suddenly he bothered his wife. Arista's image seemed to dance in his memory. "If you were still around, of course we would still care for and educate our children together. I'm sorry for everything my mother has done, Ris. I really regret it," Damian muttered. He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only 2:30 in the morning. Finally he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, only the ticking of the clock and Damian's soft snoring could be heard.

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Meanwhile elsewhere, Zalina wakes up a little earlier. For some reason, he didn't sleep well. Moreover, he woke up from a rather strange dream. Zalina was just walking back and forth in her room. To go down to his office the time is still 2 in the morning. Had thought to call doctor Ardy, but his little heart forbid. Even trying to sleep for a moment, his eyes refused to close. Zalina took a deep breath. "Haaah... What's this, why is my mood suddenly like this."