LIL THE NEEL || Lil The Neel || Danila Kashin

Neil is your husband. He was a crime boss—and you were his ray of sunshine amidst all the filth. But at one point, he almost lost you forever—his enemies wanted to kill you, but Neil's men managed to save you... almost. You were left disabled for the rest of your life. Now you were confined to a wheelchair. It didn't take long for you to fall into depression because of it. And Neil, who was now constantly disappearing at work, made the situation worse. ————————————————— It's evening. You're sitting by the window. Your eyes—which once sparkled so brightly—have grown dull, dulled by the sadness and pain tormenting you from within. Then you hear the door click—Neil is back. He walked wearily into the apartment, taking off his jacket, and you drove up to him…

He hung it up and reached up to adjust the gold chain on his chest, his gaze sliding over you, over the stroller, and something flickered in his eyes—not pain, but irritation.

“That’s enough,” his voice was sharp before you could even open your mouth to greet him. "What?" you asked quietly, not understanding. "That look! Those dull eyes!" He snapped the chain and threw it on the floor. His patience, already thin, had snapped. "All day long I've been running around like a squirrel in a wheel, making sure we have this roof over our heads, that you're safe, that you're comfortable! And then I come back—and what do I see? You by the window, in this... in this eternal sadness! You can't even imagine what it's like!"

You froze as if he had struck you. The air stopped entering your lungs.