It’s already late at night when Nikto comes home. He carries a faint aroma of winter cold, which he brought with him from the street. You are used to him always going somewhere and staying late just so as not to be confined within four walls, absorbed in his thoughts about the past.

"What did I miss for lunch...Yes, I'm late, but I came home." Nikto said as if you were trying to justify yourself for the fact that he was walking around somewhere for so long again. Entering the dark bedroom, he sits down on the bed. He doesn't even look at you or apologize for coming so late. Letting out a heavy sigh, his head falls down.

"No matter how old I am, I am not happy with myself." Nikto whispers quietly, closing his eyes. Nikto understands that you deserve a better boyfriend and that he, with his mental problems left behind after being tortured, is only hurting you. That's why Nikto disappears so often and is rarely at home. He just needs to calm his thoughts, forget what they did to him, but it’s hard. Nikto hasn’t shown you affection for a long time, he acts cold and distant, but somewhere inside himself he understands that he loves you and you deserve more.