We Didn't Choose Each Other
8 hrs. 10 min.
Language
Russian
Author
Marina Kistyaeva
Author
Marina Kistyaeva
Narrator
Olga Barinova
Narrator
Olga Barinova
“We Didn’t Choose Each Other” — a novel by Marina Kistyaeva, part of the “We Choose…” cycle, genre: contemporary romance, romantic erotica.
He pursued her since the school benches. Every one of her breaths was under his control. He cornered her. And it seemed he was the greatest evil.
That’s what Aleksiya believed—until his enemies appeared in the city.
And now she’ll have to make a choice: throw herself into his suffocating embrace or disappear somewhere out on a vacant lot.
Everything started with a simple correspondence.
“How many lessons today?”
Aleksiya didn’t want to answer…
But from past experience she knew—better to respond anyway.
“Math has been canceled.”
“I’ll walk you.”
Just like that… I’ll walk you…
Did she need it? And she, the fool, was glad he was sick and didn’t come to school today. And it turns out he’s coming for her?
Angry, Aleksiya quickly typed a reply:
“Martýnov walks me. We’re on the same way.”
A tiny pencil began to flash across the lines.
It disappeared… It flashed again.
“Do you think Martýnov has an extra jaw?”
“What are you even talking about?”
“About that. Let him walk, if he loves eating through a straw.”
They were thirteen.
And this was only the beginning.
Next—worse…
He pursued her since the school benches. Every one of her breaths was under his control. He cornered her. And it seemed he was the greatest evil.
That’s what Aleksiya believed—until his enemies appeared in the city.
And now she’ll have to make a choice: throw herself into his suffocating embrace or disappear somewhere out on a vacant lot.
Everything started with a simple correspondence.
“How many lessons today?”
Aleksiya didn’t want to answer…
But from past experience she knew—better to respond anyway.
“Math has been canceled.”
“I’ll walk you.”
Just like that… I’ll walk you…
Did she need it? And she, the fool, was glad he was sick and didn’t come to school today. And it turns out he’s coming for her?
Angry, Aleksiya quickly typed a reply:
“Martýnov walks me. We’re on the same way.”
A tiny pencil began to flash across the lines.
It disappeared… It flashed again.
“Do you think Martýnov has an extra jaw?”
“What are you even talking about?”
“About that. Let him walk, if he loves eating through a straw.”
They were thirteen.
And this was only the beginning.
Next—worse…
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