Amalia pretended not to notice her father’s displeasure. For herself, she assessed her feelings as an involuntary response to the love of a well-established man for her. Passionate, intense love. She is unable to refuse this man, besides, he had just lost both parents. It would be cruel to condemn him to additional suffering. Therefore, she agrees to link her fate with him. But in the depths of her soul, Amalia remembered: from the first minute, having barely accepted Arkady’s courtship, she had no doubt that in the end she would marry him.
During the summer holidays, the girl got a job in the family of a sworn attorney of the world court as a mentor to his children. With the money she earned, she ordered a wedding dress for herself — a snow-white pleated chiffon on a golden silk sheath. That, in fact, ended the holiday. Amalia completely plunged into family life, devoting herself entirely to her husband, and children, and even to her closest relatives who were left without her daily guardianship.
And it all started like this.
Shortly after meeting on the train, Arkady confessed his love for her at first sight. Amalia waited all week with bated breath to meet him. She tried to visualize her first date, think of the words she would say, and imagine what he would say to her in return.
On the first Sunday after they met, they met at the entrance to the city park. Arkady immediately offered to go to the dance floor, on the stage of which the brass band of the city fire department played on Saturdays and Sundays. Even from a distance, they heard the enchanting melodies of Strauss waltzes and headed towards the direction from which the music was coming. Coming out along the path into the open space, they froze as if bewitched. Ignoring the onlookers crowded around the fence, the couples, intoxicated by marvelous music, beautifully circled the dance floor.