Zelenskyy fell in love, got married and had a daughter. But nobody knew about it. It was his secret to protect.
A war breaks out, how will he navigate through the pitfalls.
Will he and his family survive?
Where does Macron fit in?
Klitschko who?
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The next morning I woke up first. I was perfectly content just laying there watching Vova sleep. I sometimes feel like we can sleep a year and still would not have enough after the endless days during the war. But seeing him so peaceful sleeping it makes my heart warm.
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A sleeping Vova is a sight to be hold. I dont know how long passed before he woke up with the sweetest smile on his face. I told him I feel like going out to breakfast I dont care be it Macdonalds or a coffee shop I need out. I want to sit in the sun, see the clear sky above us and I want to just be between our people. He smiled and agreed but first he wanted to cuddle, I was completely fine with this.
We chose a small coffee shop that served breakfast as well. It was still early so it was quite quiet. We just sat there talking while we waited for our food. We have a rule. One we made from the very first day our in Paris. Phones are switched on silent and face down on the table. Against the wall. We always took a table that is against the wall. I feel way more secure that way knowing I have a wall behind me nobody can get to me. Another bad habit kept over from my birth country.
As we were talking some people came over, I at first thought that they were going to be unaccepting of me. But as it turns out they were glad to see us. Happy we survived and even more happy that Vlady was doing ok. They all said they could not wait to meet the kids and look forward to the Victory Celebration. We got alot of hugs and some words of encouragement and congratulations. We were both surprised and happy to see how they just accepted me as the first lady no questions asked just pure acceptance.
A little girl walked up to Vova held her arms out to him he smiled and picked her up. She immediately huged him so tightly and started crying. Her mother came over and said she was sorry. Vova said its ok while holding the todler a bit tighter. I asked if her daughter was ok.
"Yes, well I hope so. See before Vlodymyr became president she use to watch his shows alot. Her father would take her all the time. Then he bacame president and all she ever wanted was to see Vova. So naturally when the war started she saw he was still here in Kyiv and at nights before bed she would watch his video and when she woke up she would watch the new videos. Then he stopped posting for a while. I guess it was while you were in hospital she cried those 5 weeks away. That the Russians killed her Vova. Then just as suddenly one day he posted a new video and she became obsessed with finding him. I guess she feels relieved now knowing he is ok. Feeling his hugs back.. She was crying just this morning that she missed him. "
Vova just cuddled her for as long as she needed him to. When she finally pulled a way and calmed down a bit. He wiped away the tears and told her " look I am fine, better than fine we won. I am not hurt or injured. I promise you are safe now but I will be available when ever you need me ok. Just ask at Bonkova I will let them know about you. Come visit anytime you need a hug ok?" Anja nodded with a smile.
That's my Vova for you always loving and caring. I think that is one of the reasons I fell in love with him so easy.
" can we go home? I want to talk to you about something important" I told Vova.
"Yes sure. Everything okay?“ he asked worried.
I gave him a nod and a smile as we walked across the street back to Bonkova.
When we entered the building he told one of his guards to tell Andrij his chief of staff that he was taking personal time and to expect him when he sees him or if something is a real 911 emergency he can come call him. I smiled at this his way of expressing his thoughts sometimes amazed me.
We walked in the apartment. He locked the door behind us. He asked me where I would be most comfortable. Was this a thing now?
I told him our bed I was not breaking any rules we were not fighting I just wanted to talk.
I went to sit down he sat down opposite me. He could tell I was nervous about telling him whatever was bothering me. He just took my hand kissed it and said "You are safe here, I love you so much that whatever you want to tell me about is ok. Take your time. Just please don't hurt yourself for me. I can wait if it's easier on you.."
I leaned forward to kiss him and asked him if he can move up to sit with his back against the headboard and if it's ok if I sit on his lap.
He immediately move up and held his arms open. I got ontop his lap my head against his chest. I took a few deep breaths.
'Vova, I saw the way you looked at me when I read the article about USA banning abortions. I want to beg you to not ever do it here please? I know how it feels. My mother got raped I was forced on her abortion was not legal back then so she had to keep me but she has hated me for it. She always loved my brother more he was a choice he is her husband's son. Her family has hated for it for as long as I can remember. So did her husband's family. They never had anything good to say about me. I begged for years to be accepted by them. Finally my cousins grew up they had kids of their own. They are about 10 years older than me. The one little boy he is horribly sick kudney failure. I tried to safe him but again got attacked from 60 thousand sides. His father and aunt called the night before I left and they called me every bad name imagined and some. I got diagnosed with cancer the day before. I was planning it to be a kidney to him saving him and boom lights out. But with the fall out I just packed a bag with 2 pares of jeans and t shirts some underwear a jacket and left. I went to the airport booked a ticket and went to France. I was so tired when I got there the airport security scanned my passport I obtained a few years prior. They just called the number inside and let me sleep. Jaun came to get me. He gave me his number when I got my passport. He took me to my apartment he had set up immediately after I called him a few hours before I could board my flight. He put me in bed, left a note on my dresser saying "I got everything you asked for the phone and laptop is on the table in the study charged and ready to go. Fridge is stocked so is the pantry. I used your chosen name on everything. I will be back here in the morning to discuss the next steps. I will bring Starbucks and breakfast. Call me if you need something."
I took a water from the fridge and got back into bed. I couldn't find the will to care.
Vova held me tighter, I was avoiding eye contact with him this entire time.
