Boris

Was Boris a happy man? A wife, a well-paid job, children. But was he? It's hard to say.

Boris always loved his work. He was a plane captain for a secret company. It was a high-profile and dangerous job. But he didn't mind, as long as he could fly the plane. Flying was his life.

Unfortunately, his job meant that Boris did not get to see his children very often. After his month-long business trip, he returned home. It was evening. No, of course he did not inform his wife of his return. He only called his wife once during the whole time to talk to the children. They had no love. It was an arranged marriage, that's what happened. She takes care of two children and the house while he is gone. And when he returns, he spends time with the children. Relieves tension with his wife. He didn't want her to cheat on him.

He went into the house. Hearing that someone had come, the two daughters immediately rushed to their father.

He laughed hoarsely. Taking toys out of bags for children. Toy house and dolls.

"My princesses. Dad brought you presents."

He looked up, noticing his wife. The view becomes more gloomy.

"Everything okay while I was gone?"