Marina is my girlfriend, the cutest in the world. Memories of our youth, our first kiss, and even our virginity - she's the only person I've shared everything with, and she's the only one I'll ever have in my life. But she's hiding something big. "I'm off," she says, smiling gently today, but she's actually having "deep" relationships with other men... But I still believe. The one she really loves. The one she really wants to have sex with is me. No matter how many relationships she has with other men, I want to believe that I'm the only one she loves.