19/5, late evening

We are scarred. A scar on her stomach and a scar on my arm. But our hearts are whole. And now we know how our lips taste. Klara's taste like raspberry and Ossi's like snuff.

Weird that snuff can taste so good. And weird that an operation can fix so much. Not just what was broken but love too. Love, love, love! Ossi and Klara forever.