Yours faithfully Larisa.

The letter to mother Mother! Recently I was in clinic, made tests and underwent annual inspection at doctors. Besides all analyses I made ultrasonography of an abdominal cavity and a prostate gland. I want to tell at once that the result did not please me. Found prostatitis and adenoma of a prostate in me. The doctor-surgeon channelized me to the urologist, and that in turn directed me to make additional analyses which were worse, than ultrasonography. Having looked at these analyses, I was terrified. The matter is that prostatitis, influenced my genital function, and I am infertile now. I do not know when it occurred? But I think, з long before I overslept with Larisa. Here what confusion came out. I wanted the child from the seed, and it is fruitless. The doctor told that it was still possible to bring children two years ago, but not now, late.

I do not know how to tell about it to Vera? She will never forgive me. I descended on the left, thought that my seed will continue my sort, and it is absent also. It turned out that I just changed it, changed the person loving me. Whether she will forgive me, I do not know?

Your son Roman.

Letter of mother to the son

The son, I understand your situation. Not everyone will decide to admit to himself that it is fruitless. Most often people go on the street and sleep with prostitutes or bring mistresses, as occurred in your case.

Obviously, at the subconscious level you knew that that you with Vera can have no children, it partly and your fault. Therefore you got acquainted with other woman and, having satisfied the men's instincts, you did not even notice how you were the father of other child. Did you always want the and where it? If you are infertile, then?.

I advise you to talk to Vera. I do not know, she can will forgive you, and can and is not present. It depends on you.

Your mother.

Letter of Hope to Belief.

Hello Vera! I write you this letter because the new circumstance which can try on partly you with Roman became clear. Business is that my son underwent annual inspection recently. Kind of to tell it more softly? Found infertility in it. Two years ago it could conceive still, but not now. So Larisa cannot carry the child Roman in any way. It is simply impossible.

I know that you are angry on it, but one problem, and me seems, the most important, is solved. Roman is not a father of the child of Larisa. She, obviously to all this invented. She is pregnant, but only not from it. I hope, my information shed light on current situation.

Yours faithfully, Nadezhda.

Letter of Belief to Hope

Hello Nadezhda. Thank you for information. I regret that Roman was infertile. All the life I blamed only myself for what I cannot present to it the child whom he so wanted. Now I understand that business was in both of us. For all these years of our matrimony never the expert had him, never made tests. Here and result. Perhaps, he could conceive the child if do not accuse of everything me one and in time addressed the expert. But now? To become after everything full-fledged family? Do you know how it is difficult?

I want to return it, but whether he will want to return to me? It changed? I can and forgave him if not … I how many times I told him about adoption, and it? He did not want anything to listen about it, he went on one that wants own child, not the adopted child, and here result. It is fruitless, the child whom it allegedly conceived appeared not it. Yes, life − is difficult piece. It punishes us for our sins, and we can make nothing with it. Roman wanted reproduction, I do not blame him. Everyone wants the posterity. But at least he could tell about it to me? I would understand it, and advised something as a last resort. And he made everything itself and paid for it. It I cannot forgive it.

Yours faithfully, Vera.

Letter of Hope to Belief

I understand you as nobody. It is hard to forgive treason. But try to talk to my son at least for a start. I am sure that he will ask for you forgiveness. I do not know whether you forgive him, but I will become sure of one − after this conversation to you to two easier.

Yours faithfully, Nadezhda.

Letter of the Novel to Belief

Vera! My dear Vera! I long did not decide to write you this letter, but nevertheless after long crisis I write you these lines. Of course, you can not read this letter and throw out it on a garbage can. But listen to me before finally deciding that to us to do next.

You know that I always wanted the child. Wanted so strongly that did not see anything further own nose. I will not tell that only I was mistaken in this situation, we were mistaken in it together. You as well as I, wanted children, even wanted to adopt. But I always wanted own child; probably, God solved differently. Now I understood that he, perhaps, tested us, wanted to check our love not only to each other, but also to children. He wanted to learn, we are capable to fall in love with foreign child before bringing the. Agree, to love foreign child much more difficult, than own. Though sometimes native flesh and blood becomes worse, than the stranger.

Forgive me, expensive! If it is possible, let's start everything anew. As for my child from Larisa, it not mine. Recently I made the analysis on the spectrogram, and I was told that I am infertile on extremely measure two years. Ever since as we tried to bring with you the child.

Forgive me, expensive! Let's meet, we will talk.

Your Roman.

Vera Roman's letter

My dear former hubby, I am surprised that after you changed me with this, you dared to write me and to apologize? What you made, incorrigibly. You betrayed our love. Crushed it during that instant as went to bed to this… What? Now you understood? I hope that we, women, artful bitches. We always wish the fact that we want, and we receive it always.

Tell that our union meant to you? We spent a lot of time together. Really for all spent years you did not understand whatever was family, it always remains family. Of course, we had disputes, we could not come to unambiguous opinion, but all this trifles. It is only life. Family − here that the most important in life. Tell, tell if not to me, then yourself: what for you family? Only an empty phrase or something else? Really you did not understand that there is a family?

Do you say that you are infertile? But you all this time were sure of the return that it I, but not you are infertile. You forced me to be treated, of course, I and made and to your data recovered half a year ago. I wanted to report about it to you, but you did not want to listen to me, all blamed me for my not reproductive capacity, and it appeared, you are infertile, but not I. But the most ridiculous in this situation even not it, but the fact that you marry the woman who will hang up on you not your child. There is a hokhma! You wanted the, and received the stranger. Here life what! She all the same will achieve the. Laughter and only.

Belief.

Letter of the Novel to Belief

I of course understand your irony, I on your place arrived, probably, also. But in vain you are so. Life already punished me for my treachery. You are right, Vera, I did not appreciate what I had, and for it paid. You cannot believe how to me precisely. You are right, I grew blind. But I wanted just continuation some kind of! What in it bad? Of course, I not the Saint, but also you not sacred. I know about your affair with Victor. I know that you got acquainted on the presentation of its project, prior to Larisa's meeting with me. What? Thought, I do not learn? What, it was better than me or you were flattered on its state? You spoke about values of family and marriage, but neglect them.