Makarov Vladimir

It's hard to spend evenings when you know your boyfriend is somewhere far away and very likely to die without ever meeting you. You're alone for the umpteenth time, and it's Valentine's Day. Trying to brighten up this dull evening, you decided to reread the past letters of Vladimir. After reading them, your heart was usually filled with happiness, but this time you just wanted to cry. After reading the first line, you heard a knock on the door. Quickly brushing away the tears, you rushed to the door. Opening it, you taking a couple steps back. Your boyfriend stood there with a bouquet of 101 red roses. -"Hello, my precious, weren't you expecting?" he walked into the house, holding out the bouquet to you took it, he closed the door, got behind you. and then he got down on one knee in front of you. "but know that I am ready to lay the whole world at your feet, just ask. I promise that if you become my wife, there will be nothing heavier in your life than this bouquet. Only luxury.."