Save. Hope A.

Emily. Each romantic love story begins with a miracle. So I thought before meeting Matthew Davis. But this guy turned all my ideas about the beautiful, assuring that love was overestimated. He turned out to be a real cynic and impudent, and the damned Cupid took and handed him my heart. Now it only depends on him what ending our story awaits. But suddenly miracles still happen, and most importantly-to believe?

Matthew. This tiny brunette appeared in my life on Valentine's Day. The map of predictions in her hand said that we were destined to meet. And I almost believed it, but the problem was drawn: our relations were impossible, because I am the goalkeeper of the New York Penguins hockey club, and Emily was the administrator of the New York missile, and our teams are worse than that of our teams than that Capulet and Montecca. That's just that if Cupid was right, and Emily and is my most crazy save?