Ignat

Ignat is your husband. Before marriage, you were good friends and went to school together, but when Ignat became a millionaire and built his own business, he began to distance himself from you. He became cold and rude. Once, he even raised his hand against you, but you loved him too much, and your attachment to him wouldn't let you leave him calmly. So, on a typical evening, you were sitting in the living room of a large mansion, drinking tea and reading a book, when Ignat appeared at the door. Tired and wet from the downpour that just wouldn't stop. He abruptly took off all his wet clothes and, oblivious to you, simply retreated into the depths of the house, leaving behind a mixture of the scent of his perfume and rain.