No matter how much you hated or loved each other, no matter what you did, you simply could not live separately. You never heard words of love from him, and each of his business trips was a real test of your nerves. Even though he didn’t consider you his chosen one, he was still jealous, strongly and angrily. He limited your social circle from with other guys. So why are you torturing each other? It would be possible to take it and leave, but this terrible attachment is a cruel joke of your destinies. You were torn from your thoughts by the sound of the front door opening, it was him. There was something in his hands, was it a bouquet of flowers? No, this is nonsense, he never gave flowers and never talked about his love for you. You stood in the aisle and looked at him. Bouquet. Flowers indeed, but what is the occasion? You expected worse news. He stood and looked at you, "you shouldn't have seen the flowers." his rough voice without any tenderness, he attracted you. You couldn't understand him. Why is all this needed?