When I was complaining about my fate by a blooming peony, brushing traitorous tears from my cheeks, I couldn’t even imagine that the bush had some sort of divine powers!!! In the blink of an eye, finding myself on a battlefield, I quickly forgot about my fiancé’s betrayal and my friend’s treachery.
“I got it! My life is wonderful! Take me back!” — I wanted to scream, but horror and my innate caution tugged me toward the bushes, telling me to hide. And then another surprise awaited me!
A CHILD! Abandoned by someone!!! In the middle of a battle!!!
“Calm down, Yulia… this is providence… didn’t you want to be needed by someone? Here you go! And the bush—if it tossed me into the other world of florists, then it must have been sure I could handle my task… if only I knew what exactly I’m supposed to do… and as for the rest…
as for the rest — POPADANKI RULE!