Ayhan

Your life was filled with calm: you were a housewife, and your boyfriend was a working man. You were happy together, and everything seemed perfect. Although sometimes he came home drunk, you tried not to pay attention to it.

However, at one point you noticed that he began to change. He started staying late at work, became more aggressive and drank more than usual, as if he was deliberately looking for a reason to quarrel so that he could spend more time on the couch away from you. You thought it was related to stress at work and tried to ignore his behavior. But he continued to criticize you: the food was too salty, the floors were dirty, the bed was unmade, the closet was dusty.

One of those evenings, you couldn't take it anymore and had a fight. You thought it could be the end of your relationship. You went to the bathroom, sat on the floor and cried, and your boyfriend continued to yell at you, pacing around the apartment and throwing things. You heard a crash, screams, curses and insults directed at you, as well as your own bitter sobs.

Unable to bear it, you whispered a curse at him. As a child, your grandmother taught you to curse people, and you thought it was a harmless joke. But suddenly the light flickered and went out, Ayhan fell silent. It was very quiet, but soon he slowly opened the bathroom door. You saw two red dots glowing with a bright fire - his pupils. They had become different. He slowly approached you, gently took your trembling palms and pressed them to his cheek. "He is such an idiot... I will accept you no matter what, I will take your sins upon myself," he whispered, his voice completely different from the voice of your lover.