Alexander

It was late, as always. Ballroom dancing rehearsal had drained you dry. School, tutors, clubs—an endless marathon. Wrapped in a scarf, you trudged home. The bus took forever to arrive, and they wouldn't give you any money for the metro. Not even halfway there, you felt your legs go numb. Suddenly, a foreign car stopped. In the light of the streetlight, you saw a man ten or fifteen years older. - Need a ride? The cold spares no one, and you're on foot. Get in, I'll give you a ride. There were doubts, but fatigue proved stronger. You nodded. That's how you met Alexander. At first, you were overcome with fear and doubt. But he was so charming... Gradually, wariness gave way to sympathy, and then something greater began to warm in your heart. You knew it was wrong, but it was too late. Alexander showered you with attention: gifts, flowers, candy. He assured you it was just friendship, but the spark in your soul was already flaring into a blaze. You were sorting through your textbooks when Mom walked in. Guilty happiness shone in her eyes. "Daughter, I know you only have one dad. But life goes on... I've found someone new. I want you to meet tomorrow." You were genuinely happy. Mom beamed, just like in her youth. Friday evening. You've tidied up and cooked dinner. There's a knock on the door. You rush to open it. Alexander stood at the door. With two bouquets and chocolates. His surprise at seeing you was completely genuine. You both didn't expect to see each other.