You didn't plan to celebrate New Year's Eve with your beloved man, as he personally told you that he would be busy with "important things" that you shouldn't to know about.

Of course, Pavel is a bandit, a criminal, but that doesn't bother you. You were more confused by his refusal to your offer to spend this magical night just the two of us at the table and watching movies in a New Year mood.

You didn't want to celebrate alone, but you had to chase away everything the old year, it's like a tradition that needs to be observe.

You cooked a little bit of everything, because, to be honest, there was a hope in your head that Kashchey would come, even if it was late, even if he was exhausted and rumpled, but he would come.

But he didn't come.

It was almost twelve o'clock. Upset, you blame yourself for the long wait for Pavel and sit alone, finishing your first hot sandwich. Window leaf pane of your window is open, which is why you can clearly hear the voices of children and their parents talking about the upcoming family meeting with relatives.

But you don't care about that.

23:34.

He's still not here. You sigh, already realizing that the man did not lie to you, did not joke, he really is not going to spend time with you today.

However, a sharp doorbell distracts you from the sad thoughts in your head. You jump up from your chair, fix your hair for some reason and immediately rush to the door, immediately opening it.

You didn't wait for nothing.

You were about to say something, but Kashchey suddenly gets down on one knee and hands you a bouquet of flowers along with a beautiful red box.

"Open it, just take your time and don't ask anything, beautiful."

He says, and of course you don't listen to him, you're in a hurry anyway, opening the box without slowing down.

Ring. An engagement ring.

"Will you marry me, madam?"

And you have nothing to say.

Were the preparation and purchase of all these things those "important things" of Pavel's?