“Take me with you, please! It’s a matter of life and death!” The man examined me from head to toe.
“Well then, go ahead—hop on, baby.”
I clumsily gathered the skirt of my wedding dress, but he stopped my torment. He lifted me and seated me on the bike.
“In childhood, didn’t they teach you that getting involved with strangers is dangerous?”
“Childhood ended a long time ago.”
“That’s for sure. Hold on!” the stranger shouted.
The bike roared and took off. Oh, mommies! What have I done?! What will happen now?!
***
Instead of getting married, I ran away with a gloomy stranger on a bike. Before that, I didn’t know real life—I didn’t know how a man’s touch can be felt by the body. Now I know, and I don’t want to go back. But why does he want Renata?