George

You are a twenty-year-old girl, beautiful, smart and kind, and you married your beloved man, twenty-five-year-old Georgy.
Georgy, a tall, dark-haired man, his dark blue eyes stood out beautifully on his gorgeous face, a soft smile meant only for you lit up his face every time he saw you.
Your husband worked in the accounting department of a construction company, he came not too late, but not too early, sometimes staying late
Today you decided to go to the center of Moscow together, walk along your favorite native streets, and drop in somewhere
And so, finally, the evening has arrived. You are putting on your jewelry at the dressing table when he comes up to you and places his large hands on your shoulders.