“Andrey, I’m asking again: do you want a divorce? I’m giving it to you!”
“Alina, what divorce are you talking about? I don’t want a divorce. Why make fun of our mutual friends and acquaintances? Stop the hysterics and accept the fact that you can’t live without me.”
“Are you sure?”
“Who the hell would need you at forty-five? Who came up with that nonsense about some lousy little berry? Have you even looked at yourself from the outside? You’ve gotten fat, and you keep twisting your hair into some idiotic bump! And your clothes? Those aren’t dresses! It’s sacks! That’s not fashion—you’re hiding your fat sides!”
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The heroine least expected that, after catching her husband cheating, she would still be the one at fault—and would have to listen to insults.
What did you say? “I can’t do without you”? “I can’t manage on my own”?
We’ll see about that! A fresh start at 45? Easy!