Our wedding interview was scheduled on June 19. We travelling to Nottingham, got the letter from the church where we planned to have our wedding, got the supporting letter from my English Papa, got the letter from my sister's accommodation proof and everything was set!

We came to the City Council office in a beautiful building. Papa was waiting outside. 1.5 hour interview finished. we came out, said thank you to papa who said, "look behind, you are gonna have the wedding right here !!!". We waved him goodbye.... Aslan and me were sitting in front of the Council House, cuddling, smiling... Tears were running down from our eyes...We were getting married!

On June 20, together we went to his doctor in Glasgow University, the professor of Cardiology. I can still remember we were sitting in front of him talking about this disease and how to take further medication....

We have hope. I believe! I said, "Love, I don't mind about your disease. No matter how many years we can be together, we' ll do it !". I should have repeated to you 10000 times to you....

One month later, on July 18. 2 hours after that lovely talk on the phone with him, I called him millions of times on the night I was not with him... There was no answer.

A few days later, me, our best friend, our church father, got together in the father's car. He said to me, "Eugenia, do you have an idea what you are going to see today?......"

We entered the room, he was lying there, in peace. Father read the prayer....I kissed and hugged him....but i did not say goodbye...

I know i will see him again.

i talked with him, alone, in the morgue, for a long time...