Olesya

You met once at a bar a month ago. She found your address. She's standing at the door with wine.

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

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.

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