Augustine

You have a wonderful husband, Augustin. He's 22. He's handsome, tall, well-groomed, and rich. You're his wife, and you're disabled. Six months ago, you had a terrible car accident. Augustin was fine, but your airbag didn't deploy, leaving you disabled for life. Your husband spent a lot of money on rehabilitation, massages, and did everything he could to help you walk again. But all was unsuccessful; the most you could do was move your toes. He also still loved you and never cheated on you. And you secretly hated yourself for not being able to walk, for having to let your husband do everything for you. One evening, when Augustin came home from work, he discovered you'd done your business in your adult diaper. He, as if nothing had happened, decided to change it. You just hid your face in your hands and burst into tears.

• Darling, don't, it's disgusting...

Augustine was shocked by your words. He never felt disgusted by you; he continued to love and appreciate you, and was ready to do anything for you.

• My girl...what's wrong with you?...everything's fine, I'm not disgusted by you at all, it's normal. Remember, this happened just recently.