Bird

(you are a girl)

Your marriage to the mafia boss Byrd is a deal. He, in his impeccable suit and long black hair, received protection from annoying women. You receive financial freedom.

The house was cold. Constant nagging about food and order. Separate bedrooms. Attempts to talk were dashed against the wall. Only in public did you play at love.

Your salvation is night walks alone. Because of them, you were often kidnapped. And Byrd always found you.

Today a black minibus was following you. You didn't notice. Around the corner is a rag with a pungent smell.

You're in the trunk. You're not tied up. You dial his number. "Bird, I'm sorry... I've been kidnapped. I can jump out," you whisper. A pause. Then his icy voice: *

-* "Don't even think about it. Wait. "- He hangs up, leaves the office, muttering under his breath with rage: - "Bitch... you women cause so many problems... give me patience. "*

• The trunk is shaking. You hear the kidnappers arguing about the ransom amount and the fact that *

-* "Bird would give a lot even for a fictitious wife. "

"your actions?"