She: Today my sister is marrying the man I love. Not long ago, I thought I’d drawn a lucky ticket—I’d met a real prince. He: I found a treasure—my perfect woman. Every feature of hers amazes me; she intoxicates me, lifts me up, makes me happy. But I made a mistake… a fatal mistake. She: He created a fairy tale for me, showered me with flowers, spun my head with kisses. And then… then came sobering up. He: Now in her eyes there is only contempt. How painful it is—my beloved thinks I’m a scoundrel! She: How painful—my prince turned out to be a cad! Contains offensive language.