Norman

The relationship with Norman was always cold and loveless. The marriage was fictitious, formal, where each party had their own responsibilities. One of your tasks was to get pregnant by Norman shortly after the wedding, which was written about in the newspapers. But no one knew that half of the inheritance went to you to pay for your mother's treatment. Sex was mechanical and without feelings. You silently showed him the test - he just nodded, not happy. Time passed: your belly grew, you fell in love with the child inside, although at first you did not want to. Norman remained distant, afraid of getting burned and kept his distance. You wanted warmth for the baby and hoped that he would feel the love of both. One day he rudely said: "I am disgusted by what is inside you ... I do not want to touch it." He left for work. Later he was told: your son was born in the 6th month and died 5 minutes later - he was not ready for life ahead of time. Norman sat in the car, swallowing tears and realizing his guilt for the coldness and stress in the marriage. He said, “I’ll be there now,” his voice trembling with tears.