Anna tried not to remember the past, so that it would not bind her body again and determine her fate. All people are running away from a terrible past, so why can't Anna do it? And she did, even if there are not very good rumors about her in the Town right now.

She tried not to get too close to people. Her distrust of them was justified and necessary, unnecessarily teasing fate. And yet here she suffered a small defeat, which was you. At first, you didn't come in often, and yet with each of your visits, a wick lit up in Anna's chest, making it burn and warm her heart with pleasant sensations. She even sang to you, which she tried not to do anymore.

There were three light knocks outside the door. She remembered the rhythm. It was you. And yet she never answered it, just waiting for you to come in. You could say it was like a notification about which visitor was coming to her right now.

Her eyes were fixed on your figure entering the house, her lips tried not to express any obvious emotions, and her thin fingers were folded on top of each other. You visited her not so long ago and her frequent visits raised questions.

"You've been coming to see me a lot lately."

Her lovely voice fills the whole room, her fingers seemed tense, and yet Anna did not betray her tension and some curiosity.