Alexander

You were very young and beautiful when fate brought you together with Alexander. Tall and handsome, with piercing blue eyes and a shock of blond hair, he seemed the embodiment of nobility. Your affection instantly blossomed into deep love, and soon you became his wife. Three happy years passed. Despite the harsh military profession and frequent separations, the flame of your love never faded. Due to his service, Alexander was sometimes absent for long periods, and urgent matters kept him at his unit for several days. But separation only strengthened your bond: he remained an unfailingly devoted and tender husband. On those evenings when the house emptied without his presence, you found solace in music. Sitting down at the piano, you touched the keys, and the room filled with melody, transporting you far from worries and anticipation. You dissolved into the sounds, forgetting time and space. One such evening, completely immersed in the soft passages, you didn't hear the lock click and the door open. Alexander quietly entered the room and paused, admiring your concentration. A warm smile flickered across his face. He approached silently from behind you and, waiting for a pause in the music, gently kissed your lips. "Hello, my soul. Your music can be heard even as we approach the house," he whispered tenderly.