In a spacious, sunlit hall, soft music filled the air. Guests had comfortably settled at the festive tables, enjoying exquisite dishes and the joyful atmosphere. The wedding evening had been meticulously organized, with both families of the bride and groom ensuring that this day would be unforgettable.
The newlyweds sat on a flower-adorned stage, exchanging tender smiles, gently touching hands, and raising their glasses of champagne. On stage, jazz musicians performed, the saxophonist lost in the melody, tapping his foot to the beat, while his colleagues occasionally glanced at their watches, waiting for the changeover. The air was filled with the scent of happiness, love, and anticipation of something magical.
The guests admired the couple, their love clearly evident in their every gesture. As they looked on, hushed whispers spread through the crowd, with people recalling their own romantic memories. The atmosphere was full of warmth.
Father’s Observations
Andrey Vitalyevich, the father of the bride, sat at his table, proudly watching his daughter. At fifty years old, he had seen much in his life, but today was different—today was the day his only daughter found her happiness. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, who looked stunning in a white dress, adorned with a modest tiara. Her simple hairstyle highlighted her grace. The groom, dressed impeccably in a black suit with a lilac boutonnière, looked every bit the perfect match.
The celebration was just beginning, but some guests were already growing restless, waiting for the host to take the stage for the evening’s main performance. As guests continued their conversations, nibbling on appetizers and refilling their glasses, time passed.
And then, when the anticipation started to stretch on, the host appeared on stage. A tall, elegant woman in a silk dress immediately drew the room’s attention. Her deep, velvety voice charmed everyone present.
“Good evening, dear guests,” she began, with a smile. “Tonight, we are here to celebrate this beautiful couple. I would like to dedicate a song to them, one that will serve as a symbol of their love.”
As the musicians began to play, the host closed her eyes, listening to the melody before she began to sing. Her voice filled the hall—soft, passionate, and deeply moving. Everyone fell silent, captivated by her performance.
For Andrey Vitalyevich, this moment became something extraordinary. As soon as he heard her voice, something inside him stirred. The intonations, the way she sang—it was all too familiar. He tried to place the voice, and then suddenly, he realized that he had never forgotten it.
Memories from the Past
As he gazed at the host, Andrey’s mind drifted back to his youth. His childhood had been difficult. He grew up in a family where his parents found solace in alcohol. Andrey quickly realized he wanted a different life and decided to leave for the city, dreaming of a better future. But finding work wasn’t easy. After several attempts, he landed a job on a construction site. For a while, things went well, but when the foreman changed, Andrey was deceived and left without his passport or the money he had earned.
Without documents and funds, he found himself in a desperate situation. Sitting on a park bench, he didn’t know where to go. His tears caught the attention of an elderly woman, who, after listening to his story, offered him help.
“I have some friends who need a gardener. Come with me. I’ll say you’re my nephew.”
That’s how Andrey became a gardener at a wealthy estate. He was grateful for the chance and worked diligently. One evening, at a party hosted by the owners, he met her—Galina, the cousin of the hostess. Galina was a singer, and her voice captivated everyone. From the moment they met, there was an undeniable connection between them. They danced all night, despite the disapproving looks from the hostess and her sister.
Tragedy and Separation
Their relationship didn’t sit well with Galina’s family, who did everything they could to separate them. One day, Galina traveled to the city and was involved in an accident. She was declared dead. The news shattered Andrey. He returned to his hometown, trying to start over. Years later, he learned that Galina was alive, but her appearance had changed due to numerous surgeries. Her family had deceived her, telling her that Andrey had abandoned her.
Return to the Present
When the song ended, the host stepped off the stage. Andrey, determined, walked toward her. Her gaze, her smile—it was all a sign that he was standing before the very Galina he had lost.
“Do you always listen so intently to songs?” she asked with a gentle smile.
“It’s you…” he whispered.
Nothing else mattered. The years of separation melted away in an instant. In that moment, they knew nothing would ever separate them again. That evening, Andrey understood that his happiness had returned. Their new chapter was only just beginning.