Antonovka

The multifaceted Living Garden is fragrant and gives memories. Breathe in, catch! Do you feel it? Lingering tenderness, acrid envy, and soggy passion: чужие lives, чужие destinies. Touch the magic, look into the apple orchard.

Nastya did not remember the days when her life was without Philip. Even the deepest childhood memories were colored by his presence. He watched her grow up, transitioning from one status to another: nanny, friend, beloved man, чужой husband.

The world around changed, collapsed, and was reborn, but for Nastya it consisted of one person. Philip taught her to love, listen to apple memories, and weave wreaths of cornflowers. He only did not teach her to be happy when he was not around.

She had to learn this science on her own and wait for the most important apple to ripen.