She was stunning. Her brown eyes sparkled, and her hair had a coppery sheen. He thought himself to be mediocre. Since the fifth grade, he had been in love with her; yet, because he felt unworthy, he masked his feelings by seeming to be unconcerned. Unnoticed, school continued. He had recently been released from the army. He almost forgot about his classmate’s feelings.
In honor of her son’s return, his mother had planned a party. There were lots of visitors. Of course, his friend Kal was also present, and the two of them went out onto the balcony to catch up. They had not recently seen one another. After Kal mentioned their peers, the topic of Inna came up. She and her father were involved in an automobile accident a year ago. Now in a wheelchair is Inna. I don’t know the specifics, but she might require surgery.
She was fond of you, Kal remarked. “I told her I loved her during the graduation, but she turned me down. She then began enquiring about you. She replied that she liked you when I questioned why. Her pride got in the way, so she even asked me to speak with you. I didn’t say anything because I was too proud. Igor, forgive me, but maybe it’s for the best?” he asked without answering.
After silently putting on his jacket in the room when he returned, he left. He required alone to process his emotions and thoughts. He held himself accountable rather than his friend. For his cowardice, for his conceitedness, for… He arrived at his flat on his feet. He was invited inside by her mother, who unlocked the door. “Hello,” said Inna to him. The question “How are you?” “See for yourself,” Inna said with a smile. And please don’t feel sorry for me. “Pity?” Igor shouted. For the one I’ve loved my entire life? Igor immediately regretted what he had said. He had spoken without pausing to ponder. Inna felt the same way. She found it hard to believe. It took her a few months to come around. The procedure went well. Inna was able to walk once more after a year had gone.
Inna married a man. Their happiness was only marred by the surgery’s outcome, which prevented her from having children. Igor once arrived home early from work. He instructed his wife to get ready because he would be waiting for her in the car. At an orphanage, they arrived. The question, “Why are we here?” Inna stiffened. “It’s unexpected… toys all around a female. coppery hair…” Inna, and their miracle with auburn hair. What else could they possibly want from life?