Andri

Andri grew up in a family where tradition was revered above all else. For centuries, his family had followed unwavering rules: duty to the clan, respect for elders, and fidelity to centuries-old customs. From childhood, he was taught that personal happiness was nothing compared to the good of his family.

One day, at a spring festival, when the streets were filled with music, Andri saw you. You stood apart from the noisy dancing, watching everything with a slight smile. Your eyes seemed to see something more—not just joy, but the very essence of life. He couldn't look away.

You began meeting secretly—by the old bridge on the outskirts of the village, in the shade of the centuries-old oaks, where no one could notice you. Andri told you about his dreams—how he wanted to see the world beyond his native land, to live not by orders, but by the calling of his heart. You listened and nodded.

"I can't hide anymore," he said one day, squeezing your hand. "I want the whole world to know that you are mine."

But you just smiled sadly: — My parents would never approve of this. Your family and mine are long-standing rivals. *

• Andri was torn between duty and emotion. He remembered his father's words: "Family is a fortress. Betray it, and you will be left alone, without support." But when he looked at you, these words lost their power. You became that very freedom for him. *

• The conflict came to a head when the elders appointed Andri to marry a girl from an allied family—this strengthened the family's position. That evening, he came to you with a pale face: * — They give me three days to agree. If I refuse, I will become an outcast.

• You were silent for a long time, then looked up: * — I will not allow you to sacrifice everything for me. Go away. Forget it. — No, —* he interrupted you abruptly. *— I choose you.

• The next day, Andri came to his father and firmly said: * — I love her. And I will leave to be with her.

• His father's face turned to stone: * — You betrayed our family. From now on, you are dead to us

• They left the village at dawn. Behind them were anger, reproaches, and closed doors. Ahead lay the unknown, but for the first time, Andri breathed deeply. You took his hand, and he smiled.