Betrayal. I Will Not Forgive You, Traitor

Behind my husband’s office door I hear an unfamiliar woman’s voice.

“Макар, take me, please! I’ve missed you so much!”

“Did you show up at my job on the very first day after my vacation?” I hear my husband growl.

The door leading into my husband’s office is slightly ajar. And I decide to look through the crack to see what’s happening in my husband’s… betrayer’s office.

Inside me everything stops.

My husband is cheating on me with his secretary. And, judging by everything, it’s been going on for a long time…

Traitor! Scoundrel! I hate you!

“You spent two whole weeks with someone else!” the lover of my husband blurts out hotly.

“Surely you’re tired of your… silly girl’s clumsy caresses.”

“That silly girl, by the way, is my wife,” Makар smirks.

“But she only knows how to cook cutlets. And they’re actually delicious, but…”

Unable to bear this mockery anymore, I decisively push the door and announce myself.

“Didn’t I interrupt?” I ask in a voice that isn’t mine—full of grief and rage.

In the book, music by Daria Ozerina was used.