My Last Love

Victor sat in a bar and smoked. In the hall, laughter and shouts never stopped, and it felt as if no one wanted to keep quiet. He noticed again that Etta was looking at him. Her huge blue eyes seemed dark and mysterious. This woman had made an impression on him last time too, and he hoped he could meet her. The whole evening lay ahead of him. Suddenly, someone’s heavy hand dropped onto his shoulder. “In the name of the law, you are under arrest…” “Ha-ha-ha…”