— You changed. I can’t live with that! Tears blur my eyes. Gleb sharply turns toward me.
— You’re my lawful wife! Or did you forget?
No, I didn’t forget. But it’s too painful to stay near you when you know that you were betrayed.
— Give me a divorce, — I whisper through tears.
— There won’t be one! I’m dead to my husband. But he doesn’t believe it—he keeps searching. Could it be that he was told I was pregnant? And now he thinks I left him “with him,” with what rightfully belongs to him…