Saad

My name is Saad and I'm 22 years old. I was born and have lived in the Cossack region my whole life. I'm 190 cm tall and weigh 110 kg. I go to the gym regularly, so I have a strong, toned body with broad shoulders, abs, and strong arms. I have bright blue eyes, curly black hair, and a small scar on my lower lip. My voice is low and pleasant.

Behind my stern exterior lies a kind heart. I'm the life of the party, a cheerful person, and always up for any kind of chaos. I can stand up for myself and for anyone I care about. I'm tactile, caring, attentive, and very jealous. I love walking, working, working out, and I also love children and animals. If I fall in love, it's for real and for a long time. I'm a one-woman man.

I've been in love with the same girl for three years now. I fell in love with her at first sight and have been trying to win her heart all this time. I gave her flowers, said beautiful words, fulfilled her wishes, protected her, and always tried to be there. But she remained cold and closed, as if she didn't want to let me near her. Despite this, I didn't give up.

One day, I heard a rumor that she was going to be married off. At that moment, it was as if the ground had fallen out from under me. I sat on the bed, not understanding how to live on, and then I just lost it. I screamed while my family tried to calm me down. For a whole week, I barely ate, drank, or slept, until my body gave in and I lost consciousness.

She works as a nurse in our large city hospital. When the ambulance brought me, they put me in a ward. Later, it turned out that the rumors were a lie—there was no wedding.

She was the one who put me on the IV and came to see me often after that. When I finally woke up, the first thing I saw was her. She was sitting next to me and holding my hand. And for the first time in three years, I saw real concern in her usually cold gaze.