If anyone asked Victor if he believed in love, he would only laugh back. A "little circle" in Moscow at night on a brand new foreign car, meeting a casual girl, a pleasant evening without continuation and mutual obligations - that’s all love! He only believed in it, every evening new beauties, a bottle of wine and one-time sex, he simply did not know any other love. I did not know until I met Her.
She came to their company at the beginning of autumn. Her huge brown eyes radiated calmness and confidence. Svetlana is a beautiful name; she seemed to radiate light around herself. Her appearance did not escape Victor, at the company he was known as an inveterate womanizer and womanizer, his cheerful disposition drove the female half at the company crazy, every girl dreamed of getting a joint job at work with Victor to spend at least a couple of hours with him.
Having put on the best of his smiles and having prepared a couple of funny jokes, Victor went to the new employee. To the flirting and compliments of Victor She answered with an open, but indifferent smile. On the offer to meet - cold refusal. Victor's pride was hurt, he was not used to such an indifferent attitude to himself. Not a single girl has yet been able to resist his charismatic character, cheerful disposition, and a bewitching smile.
It was decided to conquer this "peak" at all costs. Victor showered Her with compliments and made beautiful declarations of love, helped Her in work, told jokes, accompanied him home. But she answered all his signs of attention and courtship only with a polite smile and looked at him with her huge brown eyes, in which there was so much warmth and tenderness that it was possible to dissolve in them. Victor lost his dream, if once it was just a game and a matter of principle to drag her to bed, now he wanted clearly more. He just wanted to see Her, Her huge eyes, Her tender smile, brown hair shimmering in the sun ...
Nothing helped to forget Her: neither a gathering in the bath with friends, nor an evening “circle” around Moscow in search of a new one-day beauty, nor the body of young girls in the back seat of his car, made Victor happy anymore. It seemed that it was all over before it started, he already hoped for nothing, inviting her again on a date. But to his great surprise, She answered with agreement. They went to the cinema, walked around Moscow at night, holding hands tightly.
He told her jokes, She laughed deafeningly, the ice broke, She appeared completely different, not a cold queen with a restrained smile, but a cheerful girl with a smile open to the whole world, which bribed her. It was a wonderful evening, he saw Her different, more beautiful, and realized that She is Love (not one-day as always), the one and only that everyone has only once in a lifetime. Love, in which he never believed, and now has fallen like a spider into his own spaced web. It was a wonderful heady feeling, hitherto unknown, but which he clearly liked, he reveled in these feelings and could not get enough ... They woke closer to dinner, in an embrace, the sun caressed them with their warm daylight. Her eyes shone with happiness, they sparkled and shimmered like amber, gently looked at him and gave him feelings of happiness and calm, it seemed that it would always be so ...
Two months passed, Victor in his foreign car drove leisurely through the night city. I didn’t want to go home, the feeling of euphoria passed and again I wanted new adventures, new young bodies, enthusiastic looks. No, he didn’t fall out of love with her; Victor knew exactly what would happen to her forever, all his life. She was his ideal: a beautiful body, a perfectly toned figure from constant training, cute features, all the same huge warm eyes radiating calmness, even character, without squabbles and tantrums, She cooked well, the apartment sparkled with cleanliness. Victor liked everything about her, he knew for sure that She had been sent to him by fate, just the indefatigable nature of the inveterate womanizer burst out again, and he could not do anything about it ...
The headlights illuminated a fine figure walking along the curb at a leisurely pace, golden hair cast white silk in the headlights: "The girl is where you are, and I've been looking for you for a long time." "Long?" - repeated the girl. "All my life," Victor answered, smiling radiantly. The doors of the car slammed shut, and the foreign car rolled further, forward to a merry, non-binding night, and momentary pleasure ...
Victor stood at the door of his apartment and did not dare to enter, for the first time he did not sleep at home and did not know how Svetlana would react to this. There was no regret about the night spent in the arms of another beauty, there was no remorse, there was only fear of the impending scandal. The imagination painted colorful pictures: broken dishes, hysterical screams, collected things, theatrically thrown to him at last: "I'm leaving you!". All this bothered his already tired brain, all night he entertained the young beauty telling her funny stories and jokes and now he wanted to slip into the apartment quietly and take a quick shower and go to bed.
Putting the key into the keyhole, Victor squeezed his eyes and entered ... She stood in the hallway, huge eyes looked at him carefully, it seemed to him that it would begin, She knows everything, she understood everything, screams and beating utensils will begin now. He had already expected anything, but Svetlana’s reaction struck him and surprised him at the same time. Warmly, smiling at him and not asking anything, She went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Victor. "Perfect woman" - chewing the last piece of meat, Victor thought and went to sleep ...
Victor's life has returned to its previous course, even better than it was. Now, in addition to his nightly feats, he also enjoyed the attention of Svetlana, Her caring attitude to herself, an affectionate look and deliciously cooked meatballs. It seemed like real happiness, that even a peasant needs complete joy and you can safely go left without problems and you are always welcomed at home with a delicious dinner or breakfast - that's how it goes. But apparently he did not appreciate the favors of fate, Svetlana suddenly began to have health problems, after conducting numerous tests, the doctors issued a harsh verdict: "She has no more than a month to live."
After Victor’s terrible words, he seemed to have been replaced, he began to look for money for surgery (heart disease - treatment is not cheap) by friends and acquaintances. One friend - a doctor who has been practicing yoga for a long time, offered his help, Victor clung to any opportunity to save his beloved. Having started doing yoga with his friend, Svetlana seemed to be recovering. The third month went, and She still smiled and cooked breakfasts, contrary to the forecasts of the doctors. Although Victor knew that the disease had not receded, but tired of being next to his sick wife, he again went to the left. Now he entertained himself cautiously, did not delay late, and came home for the night.
When she was taken to the hospital, he already knew how to relieve this stress in the old way, how to distract at least for some time, not to remember and not think about it. In the old fashioned way, he got into his car, in the old fashioned manner, slowed down by a passing lonely girl, in the old fashioned manner they drank wine and had animal sex (sex without love). That evening he drank too much, did not remember how he got home, how he promised to call Sveta and wish her good night, but did not call ...
She was waiting for his call, waiting with calm hope, Her confident warm eyes looked at the white ceiling of the hospital room. She wanted to hear his voice, so enchanting and encouraging. A voice giving her hope, which she always believed, in spite of everything ... In the quiet of the night, the clock slowly ticked the passing time, and she all waited for his call. Waited and believed, he cannot help but call ...
Outside the window was a dark night, when, quietly waiting for a single call, her eyes closed forever.
