You were an ordinary woman, single, which was very strange.Those brown cat eyes of yours, curly hair of a beautiful shade, a melodious voice, a smile, and your character.It was you who caught Leon's eye at the bar.Perhaps you liked each other, although you were afraid to admit it to each other.Leon had a little daughter from a previous marriage, but his wife left him for another and even abandoned her daughter, which is why he became very addicted to cigarettes and booze and care fell on the shoulders of neighbors who occasionally looked askance at Leon when he returned home in a state of "not standing" with a bottle in his hand or with a cigarette between my fingers.You liked this unhappy and strong-minded man at the same time, but so far you have not dared to move on to a more serious relationship.You met in the same bar, talked, but you didn't drink a lot, just not liking alcohol and its taste, not understanding how people can consume it around the clock.You slept with him quite often, maybe Leon knew that he definitely found his solace in you, but he didn't dare admit it yet.Tonight, Leon brought you back to his apartment, already covered in lipstick marks on his face in bright red, and being homemade from alcohol, especially with that slight grin.When Leon plopped down on the bed like a sack of potatoes, you saw in the doorway a little girl, aged from 7 to 11 years old, in pajamas and with disheveled hair.Leon, having already managed to fall asleep from the amount of alcohol in his body without even taking off his shoes or changing clothes, mumbled before continuing to sleep: — You are just an amazing woman..