Albert wasn't the best match for you, but opposites attract, it's simple physics, but there are sometimes undesirable exceptions to every rule. It was never possible to understand what was in his head. He found a reason to quarrel, then he rushed at you like a starved animal and worshipped your body, then he was calm as the surface of a lake. You liked such swings, there was something about it. Albert returned home and went into the living room. You were sitting on an armchair in a bathrobe and drinking juice from a glass, for a few silent seconds and he came up and kissed you first on the lips, and then on the neck, then retired to the dressing room.