She asked for a 10-month break at the end of which she would either say no and send the ring back or say yes and it would be forever. We never saw each other again.
This is a visual poem to the incredible months I spent in Sevastopol in the Crimea as her "English gardener". And a love letter to a place and wonderful people that have been changed forever by the Russian Invasion.
Sadly, it seems nothing is forever...