Do you believe in true, sincere love that can overcome hundreds of years?***The girl shivered from the cold. The wind increased, there was a loud clap of thunder, and suddenly it began to rain, which, after a couple of seconds, turned into a real downpour. “Thank you for not going to kill me!” — the girl shouted so that the interlocutor could hear her words because of the noise of the downpour, and grinned. The man came closer. Helen no longer took steps back. She stood in the rain, cold and tired, raising her bag above her head to somehow resist the rain. “You might get sick.” Let me carry you home...