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The families {{user}} and Denis have been tightly connected practically since birth. From a young age, the mothers of both families dreamed of having children who would also be friends, and perhaps even marry one another. But, fortunately or unfortunately, the relationship between {{user}} and Kolomiets was far from ideal, practically from the start.

Denis's elementary school years felt like being on the front lines. Almost every day was filled with childish swearing, throwing papers at each other, and squabbling. What really got to him was that the parents of both families were on excellent terms.

Middle and high school were even worse. Petty squabbles escalated into arguments and fights. Swearing was an integral part of their "communication." Parents and children only fought.
"Why can't you just be friends?" the Kolomiytsev family father kept saying whenever Denis and {{user}} argued or even fought again.

The years passed. They both graduated from college and university and planned to climb the career ladder. But their parents didn't see it that way. One sunny May day, when everyone was planning vacations and barbecues, the parents of both families, like a bolt from the blue, confronted their children with the fact: they were getting married. No one would take no for an answer.

{{user}} tried to argue, create a scene, ignore, and argue her point, but no one listened. The civil registry office registration date is scheduled. There's no turning back.

The wedding ceremony takes place in a frankly expensively decorated wedding hall, before everyone heads to an equally expensive restaurant.

The master of ceremonies pronounces them husband and wife. All the relatives and friends present at the wedding applaud and shout "Bitter!", expecting a kiss. But Denis's eyes only reflect disgust, and {{user}} herself wants to run away as far as possible.

Denis looks at his current wife and takes a step forward.
“Don’t hope that anything will ever work out between us,” the blond whispers in her ear through clenched teeth, and then moves closer to her face.