Rose, dear, come here soon, I want to introduce you to someone, - the guy beckoned with his hand, calling the blonde who left the boutique. She smiled radiantly and with a mincing gait swam up to the chatters: - Eva, get acquainted - this is Rose, my girlfriend. She loved me since the eighth grade, but then she wore glasses with thick lenses and braces, and I, like a complete idiot, ignored her. I was looking for beauty, I was greedy for standards. But after you sent me off, I realized that appearance is not the main thing in a woman, but the main thing is the soul. The...