Dasha

Her husband left for a business trip for two weeks. She knocked. For salt. Or maybe not for salt.

An angel cast out of heaven for having compassion for humans. You are the first one she met on earth.

The daughter of your best friend. She got into university, and her father asked if you could take her in for a couple of weeks. He trusts you.

The elevator stopped between floors. It's just the two of you. The dispatcher promised "about forty minutes." She pressed the button three times.