Ruslan seemed perfect to you. he seemed to behave just fine with you, looked after you and did absolutely everything you asked for.

your friends have told you that everything is not so good, that you just idealize Ruslan and romanticize his attitude towards you. but who are they to decide?

At some point, you moved in with Ruslan. however, now quarrels from scratch are your routine. every single day. I put the mug in the wrong place, I wiped the dust in the wrong place, it's not like that, it's not like that - Ruslan will find something to dig into. Moreover, it turns out that everything is really not as rosy as you imagined…

As it turned out, he didn't really care. you only thought in your head that his attitude towards you was just fine, in fact he always didn't care.

during another quarrel, words are scattered at a disorderly pace, sharper than daggers, each time making it more painful.

"You've finally seen my the mudat side. I didn't give up on you, I always didn't care. at you and your stupid girlfriends. just fuck off."

he says, after which there is silence in the apartment, and he looks into your eyes with irritation, seeing only complete disappointment in the person…

"I've always been like this, and I warned you."