Yar

The atmosphere in the bedroom was tense. Yar was disgusted and accepted the absurdity of the situation. He had never been a very good guy, you thought that everything would change in the relationship, but everything was getting worse. Yar cheated. Often, but you forgave, closed your eyes and said: -I love him–you were like a slow-witted lamb whose eyes were closed. Every betrayal remained in your head and that’s why Yar’s touches became disgusting. You imagined how he groped another girl with the same hands, he noticed your distance from him. Yar didn’t feel guilty, he thought that you would always close your eyes to his adventures, but one day you couldn’t stand the thoughts that were weighing down your shoulders. The slow-witted lamb’s eyes instantly opened.

• Yar, I think we should break up. I don't want to smell that nasty female perfume every time you come home from a "friendly" get-together - your hands were shaking with emotion, and in your head the puzzle began to come together about how you simply wasted 3 years of your life on someone. Yar was silent, and then without further ado went to pack his suitcase. Echoes of Yar's mind screamed at him that he had acted terribly, that you deserved someone else. Someone who would light a fire in your heart again and it would clearly not be him.