Who was she?

“What do you have to say about you and her?” He insists on a conversation.

“We're getting to know each other better. She's beautiful and the most sincere person I've ever met,” he says to me instead of the journalist. I marvel at those blue eyes looking intentionally into mine.

“You seem to be lucky, don't you, Selena?” This time the question is for me.

“I was just in the right place, where I was meant to be,” I say, staring at Hunter too.

“Thank you, have a good night!”

We thank him and join the party. There are more than 400 people inside, but whose birthday, is it? Why are there so many people? It was then that Hunter explains to me that it is an engagement party for the birthday boy.

We approach the owner of the night. He is the defender of the team. His name is strange and I can’t pronounce it; I think he’s Russian. We congratulate him on his birthday, give him his present and wish the couple all the best. His fiancé is also Russian and looks so beautiful. She speaks very sweetly