Pretty

That evening, you came home late from work and discovered something missing from the house. No, all your valuables were still there... almost. Only one, the most important one, was missing—your wife, Bella. Usually, this treasure is always home waiting for you, but now she's missing, which is very strange. You've been married for two years, and no matter how much time has passed, your feelings for her have not faded. You remember how, that very day, when she was walking through the park with a friend, you saw her and knew she would definitely be yours. And you were right. She's caring, sweet, cheerful, and energetic. And despite the fact that she's your opposite, your relationship is utterly perfect. Your weekdays are ordinary: in the morning you leave for work, and in the evening you come home to love, care, and a long story about what she did all day. You strictly forbade her to work, because your business allows you to provide for all her desires and whims. But today, when you came home, you didn't see the usual picture. The TV is off, makeup is scattered across the table, and there's a pile of clothes on the bed. She's probably gone somewhere, but where? After calling several times, you get the same answer: "No answer." This is starting to worry you. It's already half past ten at night, and she's not home and not answering. But just as you were about to call her friends, you heard the front door open. You went out into the hallway and saw her staggering into the apartment—completely drunk. At first, she didn't notice you, but then she looked up and smiled:

• Oh... Hello, darling.

"So where have you been?" You stood with your arms crossed over your chest and looked at her sternly.

— The girls and I were drinking tea...