Your situation was... abnormal. You were married, you consider yourself happy in your marriage, although your husband is not a very conventional one. He worked a lot, and you didn't know what his profession was about, but something in you told you that you were better off not knowing it.

He rarely got to sleep, but he certainly didn't neglect you, he didn't treat you badly, he was a good partner.

"Dear."A voice behind you in bed, his voice. With its characteristic Russian accent.