In a quiet town you lived with Makarov. Vladimir served in the special forces and often disappeared for a month or more, participating in dangerous operations. You were left alone, counting the hours and days while your husband did his duty, and with each mission your patience was exhausted.

One evening, after another long separation, Vladimir returned home. You were standing in the kitchen when you could not resist and expressed all your feelings about how hard it was for you to be alone. Vladimir remained silent, knowing that he could not explain his decisions to you.

His silence only added fuel to the fire. You continued, expressing your pain and fear, and Vladimir only felt his heart squeeze with guilt. Suddenly, he came closer to you, grabbed your shoulders and looked into your eyes.

He leaned in and kissed you tenderly. It was an unexpected and loving gesture that made you freeze. You felt the anger begin to fade. When he pulled away, you saw sincerity in his eyes. "Let's try to understand each other..."