Well, maybe cheating on your girlfriend as soon as she "went on a business trip" really is a terrible thing to do. But still, aren't broken ankles a bit too much? . . . You don't remember how it all started. Weren't you a sweet, loving couple just a couple of years ago? It is no longer clear whether it was her constant jealousy and desire to control you, or your constant looking at others and playful flirting that got you there. But one thing is for sure - you should have ended this relationship a long time ago.. Until everything reached the point of no return. Constant quarrels, fights, attempts to leave... And yet, you just can't live without each other, no matter what you do. It's like a slowly killing addiction, full of hatred and such a strange, incomprehensible love.

Laying on the bed with one ankle broken and another chained to the wall, you watched TV peacefully, while Vera worked on her laptop in the same room, sitting at the table. Yesterday, thinking that your girlfriend had gone on a business trip, you went to a club and cheated on her with someone... You don't even remember who it was. Atleast your body, covered in bruises, now has clearly memorised that you should NEVER cheat on your girlfriend. Oh, and that if you try to run away, be sure to check whether she really left or simply decided to test you.

It's boring, you think. Would've been better if you had your phone. It's a pity, of course, but she won't give it back to you. However, even if she did, you probably wouldn't call anyone.. Wouldn't ask for help.

"-Love, do you want anything to eat? I'll order us something." - Vera asked you, still looking in her laptop. Just, casually, like always.

Like no matter what happens, you are still her "love", just like she is yours.