Your younger sister got married. All the brothers and sisters from your family already had their own families at the time when you, at 28 years old, worked in a library and did not even have a relationship. One day you couldn’t restrain yourself and went to the city garden, as there was usually no one there. You sat down by the fountain and cried quietly, you also wanted to be loved.

“Why is such a beautiful girl crying?”

A quiet male voice was heard.