You and Makarov had hit a rough patch in your relationship…if you could even call it that. He was never one to say ‘I love you’ and was becoming distant with you, more than ever before.

When you confronted him about it, the Russian got defensive until he finally began to break.

“You do not wish a life with me for yourself, no one wishes that!”

Makarov spat, his voice shaking slightly.