Golden сarriage for Cinderella. A novel about love

Opening the sash of the window frame and taking a deep breath of spring air, I take a sip of fragrant coffee brewed in a new coffee machine, press the “start” button on my laptop, the monitor lights up, and long live the miracle of scientific progress. I like to read articles on the Internet in my free time, sometimes I visit the Odnoklassniki website and communicate with my friends there.

And here’s the letter, I wonder who it’s from?

– hello.

They wrote toВ me from aВ page without aВ photo, IВ usually ignore such mail, but now IВ decided toВ talk, maybe some friend is hiding behind aВ faceless profile.

– Who are you? – I wrote back.

– My name is Peter, I am a priest, I serve in the Orthodox Church. I live in the city of Chernihiv in Ukraine. I’m not old yet and I’m not young anymore, I’m forty-three years old.

– Very interesting, and I’m Vlada.

– Good health to you, Vlad, and your family!

– Father, I live alone and am not married.

But there was no more response.

IВ had toВ finish my coffee alone.

It didn’t cost me much effort to put on makeup, because my naturally well-drawn facial features practically didn’t need to be tinted. Blue eyes with long, fan-like eyelashes, a straight nose and beautiful wide eyebrows lay in an even line on my oval face. My figure was slim, but for this I always had to sit on long grueling diets in order to maintain a thin waist and beautiful legs. My long blonde hair gave my face freshness and made me younger than my years.

Soon IВ left the house and was at work inВ aВ beauty salon all day. There was aВ lot ofВ work thatВ day.

The weather began toВ deteriorate inВ the evening, it was raining, interfering with melted snow and mud, it turned the road into aВ gray, muddy mud. Because ofВ this, it was hard toВ walk and had toВ avoid puddles. For aВ few minutes IВ stopped at the entrance and, admiring, looked at the evening sky. Bright stars were burning on it, and among their brilliance IВ saw aВ constellation very similar toВ the Big Dipper.

IВ quietly went into the apartment and closed the door behind me. InВ order not toВ be bored, IВ sat down at my laptop, and when IВ opened the Odnoklassniki website, IВ read there an interesting message from my new acquaintance, Father Peter.