I was speechless. I guess it is true of what they say, everything and everyone has a story. I couldn't stop looking at Viktor. He seemed.....different. The first time we met, we were at Arseny's and Albert's funeral. Plus, we did not speak to each other. But now, I want to talk and get along with him.
I felt as though someone turned the faucet in my eyes, as I cried and held Viktor's hand. He was stunned and began to flood the apartment with me. I cried, not for Viktor, but for the great memories of Arseny and Albert. They both were great men, and someone took that away.
The lost or those two will always be remembered and carried on.
After a while, Viktor and I calmed down and sat together on the couch. We both said nothing, but we both knew what was going to be said. I built up the courage and asked him; "so why are you here exactly?"
Viktor smiled and laughed. His eyes sparkled as he said these words; "Isn't it obvious? I came here to form an alliance".
I tilted my head, not knowing what he meant by that. "Let me finish, will ya?" He asked, annoyed. I nodded quietly, still confused. He signed deeply and finished; "Let's form an alliance together. Just You, Alla Vasiliev, and I, Viktor Ivanov".
As much as it sounded like a marriage proposal, I agreed and so began, my new adventure.
