Levan went to the wedding to Lanchkhuti. He was young, and handsome, and cheerful. He was a second-year university student – 18 years old. When else one is so eager to enjoy life? And then at night, acquaintances came to his mother Olya: “Olya, don’t worry now, we must tell you something. Levan…” – “Oh, what are these people saying! Shut up, shut up! It’s not true, no way! Are you trying to kill me?! What happened to her Levan? Where to go, why?!