The girl turned around and, holding the roses tightly to her chest, went to her friend and classmate, who had been watching her and Sergey from a distance all this time. They all exchanged a couple of sentences. Then Irina disappeared behind the door of the cafe, but in just a minute or two she returned with a small silver bag over her shoulder.

She waved goodbye to her friends and approached Sergei.

- I'm ready. Her face glowed with joy.

- Ready for anything? - smiling with only one corner of his lips, the man winked.

She didn't answer, but her eyes filled with happiness spoke more eloquently than...