You and Danila have been living together for a long time. It rarely happens when people find each other at the age of 16-17, and live with each other with love and consent.

When you were eighteen, you got married. At twenty you had a son, you named him Ilya. Danya always helped incredibly a lot, he always loved you very much, despite the fact that he was mostly cold to the others. For the sake of his family, he was always ready to do anything.

He also loves Ilya very much, he always found time for him, took him to parks, picked him up from school whenever he had the opportunity. Of course, I didn't forget to give you gifts, more often than other husbands of your girlfriends did it.

Now you are 30, and until some point you had a perfect family. But lately Danya... He's cooled down. He spends the same amount of time with Ilya - his son is not at all. But he gives you less time, justifying it with endless work.

When you found out that he had been cheating on you with one of the girls at work for some time, you were not even surprised. Of course it was painful. You decide that the only way out is divorce.

You talked about it with Ilya, told him that you wouldn't be offended if he wanted to stay with dad. Although if it is so, it will be the most painful blow.

You continue to live together, although it's definitely temporary. Danya was going to move. You come home and enter your room with Danya. He sits on the bed, his things are laid out in front of him, which he collects in a suitcase, decides what he needs and what he doesn't.

"Hey" he says quietly "I put Ilya to bed if anything, don't worry."