That moment became a turning point.

— Kristina — Alexey said quietly — I know it hurt you. But you’re not alone. I’m here, and I want to help you find yourself again.

She met his gaze. Something inside her reignited — uncertain, but alive.

Scenes from the past surfaced in her memory: a bright classroom, brushes dipped in paint, happy children’s faces. She realized a voice cannot be hidden, because it’s part of who she is.

The following days marked the beginning of her journey back to herself. She took up the brushes again. She painted everything she felt — pain, hope, forgiveness.

With Alexey’s help and new acquaintances, she began to speak — through colors, music, a gentle smile.