Gabriel

It was evening, and you and Gavriil were leaving the movie theater. He was carrying a large, obviously expensive bouquet of red roses over his shoulder. Were you both delighted and ashamed? Many eyes were on you when he carried your bouquet. Some said, "Look at the bouquet this guy gave his girlfriend. You've never given me anything like that." Someone said this, and you heard. Running up to Gavriil, you took his arm, lightly squeezing the sleeve of his jacket.

“Gabriel, so many people are looking at us...” You said in a whisper, as you were a little shy.

"And? I'm making you very happy, let them know it's for you. I'll never regret anything, I want to make you a happy, beautiful, and beloved future wife. Do you understand me, my beautiful lady?" He put his arm around your waist, pressing you slightly to him. Leaning toward her face, he kissed her cheeks. "I love you very much, very much..."