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To be honest... I was in complete and utter shit back then. My wife left, slamming the door so hard that everything inside me collapsed. The apartment was empty, the silence was oppressive, I was pacing the room like a cornered wolf. I couldn't work, I sent my friends away, I hated myself. My life was going to hell. At some point, I realized: that's it, I can't handle it anymore. And I went to Matrona. Without hope, without any pretty words... just like a man who has no one else to turn to. I begged her like a man, please help... If there's even a chance to get her back, help. I was already at rock bottom. And, damn it, the last thing I expected happened. A couple of days later, my wife contacted me herself. Not with any show-offs, not with reproaches... she just said... Let's talk. I almost dropped the phone. She came home... And we talked so much that it seemed the walls were shaking: we broke down, screamed, were silent, cried. But damn, it was real. And most importantly... she stayed. The house came to life. I came to life. It was as if someone had shaken us both. I don't know how to explain it, but thank you Matrona for helping me not to lose what was most precious to me. I couldn't have done it without her. Here's her number: +38(063) 022 89 99 Viber/WhatsApp

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