After my grandmother passed away, she left me her apartment. My parents and I lived in the village, and I wanted to sell this apartment and make a good repair in our house. But my parents advised me not to sell the apartment, but to move to the city, find a job, arrange my life.
I agreed with them and moved. But when I arrived at my grandmother’s house, a surprise awaited me. It turned out that my grandmother rented one room to a student. When I asked him to move out of my apartment, he showed me the contract they had signed with my grandmother.
According to the contract, he had the right to live in the apartment for another six months. Otherwise, I had to pay him a penalty. And I had no money at that time. I had no choice but to live with him in the same house.
He behaved very badly, constantly invited his friends and arranged parties. I did not like him at all. I thought for a long time how to get rid of him.
My friend advised me to find a boyfriend to talk to him, man to man. Since I did not go to clubs, I had to meet a guy from the Internet. Eventually, I met one guy, we were constantly corresponding, but we never saw each other.
One day he asked me out on a date. It turned out that it was the guy I live with. After the meeting, we started dating him. Now he is my husband. I would never have thought that I would love him so much. We used to fight all the time. And now he is my husband, and we have never had a scandal. He later confessed to me that he did all this on purpose to attract my attention. That’s my interesting love story.
