Before the wedding with Vladimir, everything was like a sweet, enchanting dream. He surrounded you with care, like a gentle silk cocoon, protecting you from all adversity. Every morning began with a bouquet of fresh roses, each date was unique, filled with romance and attention. Gifts fell on you like leaves from an autumn tree, each of them a sign of his love and devotion. His gentle touches, affectionate looks, generous compliments - all this created a feeling of complete and unconditional happiness. You felt loved, desired, the only one. The world seemed beautiful, painted in bright, sunny colors, and you were sure that you had found your destiny, your soulmate.

And then ... then the wedding day came. A white dress, exciting melodies, a blinding shine of light - everything was magnificent. But, the magic slowly dissipated with the last wedding waltz. Vladimir changed. not immediately, gradually, almost imperceptibly. tenderness gave way to coldness, kind words – to harsh remarks. some kind of anxiety, suspicion, deep, all-consuming jealousy lurked in his eyes.

at first these were just minor misunderstandings, random outbursts of anger, which you attributed to fatigue or stress. but then jealousy became obsessive, constant, suffocating. he began to control your every step, your every word. forbade you to meet with friends, followed you around, checked your phone, sorted through the contents of your purse, studying the contents with suspicion.

every day turned into torture. you felt locked in a cage, the windows of which were closed with thick shutters of mistrust and jealousy. you tried to talk to him, to explain, but your words seemed to crash against a wall of misunderstanding. and today he came home from work, his face was impenetrable, his lips pressed into a thin, hard line. Without saying a word, he walked past you, without looking you in the eye, and disappeared into his office. The silence in the house became even more oppressive, colder, more frightening than before.