I Miss You at the End of TimeChapter 1

In the third year of our marriage, my husband lost his job and I got pregnant. Our life gets even harder each day.

It was so hard, we finally understood what the saying: “When a couple is poor, everything becomes sad,” meant.

Every morning, we would argue over something as small as fifty cents for water bill.

After one argument, I cried and said I wanted to go back to my parents’ home. But when I pushed open the door, I suddenly found myself ten years in the future.

The familiar small town I lived in had turned into a huge modern city. Relatives and friends had all moved away. My mother, who used to love me so much, had adopted another daughter.

Meanwhile my husband, Alexei, who once had nothing, had become the richest man in the city.

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On the morning of October 1st, 2016, Alexei and I had a huge fight.

It wasn’t about anything big, really. We were just too poor. So poor that even peace felt like a luxury.

Unemployed for a long time, Alexei became bitter and full of resentment. He complained that the breakfast I made tasted awful. Meanwhile, I was newly pregnant and full of frustration. I got angry that he couldn’t provide for us.