Eva chosen one. Nesterova N.

... in girlish dreams, the chosen one seemed completely different. A tall, slender, white-toothed philosopher-poet with thin long fingers. And the Muscovite, behind whom Eve was wearing in the subway, was a strong brunette. And he was more interested in a good presentation from the corner than the laws of dialectics. But Eve knew one secret: men choose, being chosen for a long time...

This bright and stunning story by Natalia Nesterova about immortal love through countries and centuries, was not reprinted for more than ten years and for this and for this Time has become even more relevant and more piercing. And finally she returns to the readers!