Waking up at night, Larisa felt the void next to her. Aren’t she held out her hand, in the hope of a feeling of the usual warmth of her husband, Stepan.
But the dream did not go, and the husband did not return to the bed, according to the sensations, for about 15 minutes. Larisa’s heart was beating with some anxiety, and she sat on the bed, looking into the darkness of the room. Suddenly something happened, maybe bad to him?

Larisa tried to calm down, suggesting that perhaps insomnia attacked him and he was just busy with work. But the alarm still pursued her.

Not wanting to worry for no reason, Larisa carefully got up and quietly went to the door of her bedroom. On tiptoe, she went to the kitchen, and when she approached her, she froze in place.

She heard her husband talking on the phone. And since the speaker worked quite loudly for him, she was able to distinguish between his interlocutor’s voice. More precisely, interlocutors.

Waking up at night, Larisa felt the void next to her. Aren’t she held out her hand, in the hope of a feeling of the usual warmth of her husband, Stepan.-2
Is he … at three in the morning he talks to some woman?

Covering the door quietly, Larisa carefully listened to the conversation, which went from the depths of the kitchen. At first, the words were illegible, but then their meanings began to penetrate into her mind, like drops of poison, slowly drying into the heart.

“Yes, dear, I already booked tickets to Turkey,” came her husband’s voice, overwhelmed with anticipation. — We will spend an unforgettable time together. No one will ever know.

Waking up at night, Larisa felt the void next to her. Aren’t she held out her hand, in the hope of a feeling of the usual warmth of her husband, Stepan.-3
Larisa felt the earth leaves from under her feet. Her world collapsed, and she was in the abyss of great betrayal. Each word, every phrase penetrated her heart, like sharp spikes.

For so many years you have been living with a person, and here … He is not even shy to get up in the middle of the night and tremble with his mistress in the kitchen while his wife is sleeping?!

Larisa seemed to be not enough air. She turned and went to the bedroom.

She lay there, alone, in the dark, with tears, which flowed freely on her cheeks. Her heart contracted in pain, and numerous emotions raged inside her — from rage and resentment to bitterness and disappointment.

Waking up at night, Larisa felt the void next to her. Aren’t she held out her hand, in the hope of a feeling of the usual warmth of her husband, Stepan.-4
Larisa thought a little. How many years they lived together, made plans for the future, shared joys and sorrows. She gave herself to this man, loved him unconditionally, believed that he also applies to her. But now, all her ideas about a happy family life seemed an illusion, a mirage that collapsed in an instant.

Feeling the strength in herself, Larisa resolutely got out of bed. She opened the closet and began to collect her husband’s suitcase.

When Stepan returned to the bedroom, he asked what was happening in bewilderment, Larisa raised her eyes to him. In her gaze reflected a mixture of disappointment and determination.

“I collected your suitcase,” she said calmly and confidently. — Well, to take to Turkey.

— What is Türkiye, what are you talking about? — Stepan smiled nervously.

— Do not pretend, Styopa. I heard your conversation in the kitchen.

Stepan even began to tremble with surprise. Larisa realized that he would now begin to crumble in apologies, but stopped him.

-And the rest yourself will be collected somehow. Now take the suitcase and go to the hotel or wherever you want. And after your vacation so that your legs are not in this house.

So, the life of Larisa was decided overnight.

When Stepan left, she again lay on the bed, although she realized that she would not fall asleep. She tried to focus on one.

There will be no more false illusions, there will be no more betrayal. Now she was free — free of pain, free from the one who destroyed her world.

Having wrapped it out, Larisa did not lose her husband nearby, standing up and tuhonko pushed to the kitchen, she heard what she literally “petrified” from.

Larisa suddenly surpassed from the sensation empty on her stoolron bed. Praising to the neighboring place, she felt only to priests. Typically, Stepan did not praise the bed of the hut without extreme non -wings, which immediately caused her a bark demon.

At first, she thought that her husband just pushed to drink in the circle or went out into the bathroom, and pushed to fall asleep again. But they walked, and Stepan was not backward. With every MGNISHIC, the anxiety intensified.

-Maybe something has heard? — a thought flashed through her.

Larisa Tuho sat on the kr being, listening. The house seemed to be hard, with the exception of a barely catchy sound at the far end of Kleruodor. Having reached, she directed to the chicken to the kitchen, from where, as she had come, voices came.

Pleadudia Blae, Larisa replaced in place. She heard Stepan’s voice. He scattered on the phone, but it was not a strut scrap. The speaker was turned on so grip so that she mugled the second stoolron of the conversation. And the voice was adapted to the woman.

“Yes, yes, I miss the same … But you know how to find the time,” said Stepan with a warm, almost intimate Trib.

Larisa was petrified. Her heart was closed, as if it had to break out of her chest.

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