LOGINThe next morning came so quickly. It felt like I had just closed my eyes, and the sun was already shining. The change in time zones and long flights left my body completely exhausted.Turning over in bed, I found my husband wasn’t there. I ran my hand over the pillow — it was already cold, but it still carried his scent.Where could he have run off to so early in the morning? Although, looking out the window, it didn’t seem like morning at all anymore.I took in our room. It had changed a lot, but hadn’t lost its unique charm. The size was the same. I noticed the new floor and the wall with the large window. I saw there was also a glass door leading to an attached terrace, from which part of the river and dense forest were visible. The walls seemed to be made of the same material as before.The bed was new — much bigger and sturdier than the old one, which we had already tested last night. To my surprise, the wardrobe and dresser were the same as before, restored beautifully and looki
Brushing himself off as if shaking off a mountain of dust, Kos takes my hand, and we head for the exit. But then we hear:"Stop!" Then, more softly, "please."We turn around, confused. Makar sits down at his desk and takes out a handkerchief, pressing it to his bleeding nose."You hit hard," he smirks, "I know I deserved it. I had to push you to see your real emotions."We still exchanged puzzled looks."I already figured out at the wedding that there were real feelings between you two, but I wanted to be absolutely sure," he chuckled. "And that broken nose of mine is proof enough," he added cheerfully, pointing to the blood still dripping from his nose. "I’m not going to bother you with visits anymore, so I needed to know everything for certain. I wanted to put all the dots over the “i” and never come back to this topic again."What a strange man — truly one of a kind. He actually let himself get punched just to confirm his suspicions. And they say women have cockroaches in their hea
The next day, we had a meeting scheduled with Makar. We arrived at his office, though I still didn’t fully understand what exactly he did. Kos had mentioned something about a security agency.The office wasn’t very large — designed in dark tones, with a massive wooden desk and several chairs. Along the walls stood shelves filled with countless folders, and there was even a small bar in one of the corners.As we walked across the room toward the desk, my husband held my hand tightly — a silent gesture of support. My heart was pounding like I was about to take an exam. We sat down on the chairs across from the man who owned this space. He watched us intently — his gaze was so sharp it sent chills down my spine.We greeted him, and the men exchanged a firm handshake.“You wanted to see us?” Konstantin began, meeting the man’s eyes.“Yes,” Makar replied. “And you can drop the formalities — call me you. I wanted to talk about the will.”I felt Kos tense immediately.“Konstantin, do you kno
I can tell Kos is hesitant — he clearly doesn’t like the idea — but he hides it well. I meet his eyes, and for a moment, it’s as if we’re speaking without words. My husband sighs heavily, reluctant, but finally lets go of my hand.“All right. But just one dance,” he says seriously to Arthur.“I love you,” I mouth silently to my husband, smiling at him as Arthur leads me to the dance floor.“Wow, your man’s really jealous,” Arthur chuckles as we start to dance. “But honestly, I can’t blame him.”“Is that why you seem so off today? Or did something happen?” I ask softly.“As sad as it is that the world’s lost one more bachelorette, I’m truly happy for you,” Arthur says with a small smile, looking straight into my eyes. “I love you. I’ve loved you for a long time. But I accepted long ago that someday, I’d have to let you go.”His words pierce right through me. He’s an incredible man with such a big heart.“Actually,” he continues, visibly nervous and on edge, “I found out something yeste
Throughout the ceremony, my heart pounded in my ears. I was nervous—so much that my hands trembled—but it was the sweetest kind of excitement.I could hardly believe this was real. That I was marrying my mate.Konstantin looked just as anxious, but when our eyes met, the world around us disappeared. It was only us—our own little universe.I love him so much.The ceremony was perfect. It took place in the grand hall of a luxury hotel near the forest. The entire space was surrounded by glass, filled with warm wood tones that created an atmosphere of comfort and intimacy. Outside, the view of the snow-covered trees made everything feel like a winter fairytale.We didn’t want a large crowd—just people who truly cared for us.From my side came only my closest family and friends; from Konstantin’s, a few trusted colleagues, business partners, and dear friends.Among them was also Makar—Konstantin’s father’s friend.He turned out to be much younger than I had imagined—perhaps around forty. H
“Then let’s share!” I said cheerfully.Before he could answer, I scooped a generous spoonful of cake and brought it right to his lips. He leaned forward, took the bite… and suddenly—He started blushing.And then… choking?Wait—was that… laughter?!Completely confused, I stared at him until my attention dropped to his lips. And that’s when I saw it—something glinting between them.A ring.My eyes went wide as saucers.“Oh my God, Dana!” he laughed, trying to wipe frosting off the poor thing. “Can we ever do something like normal people?”I just stood there, frozen, while he knelt down right in front of me. My hands flew to my mouth, heart pounding wildly in my chest.“Dana,” he said softly, looking up at me with that smile that always melts me from the inside out. “I know you’re already my wife in every way that matters, but I still have to ask—if I had asked you earlier, would you have married me?”For a moment, all I could hear was the frantic beating of his heart. Was he actually n