Damir

You're dating Alyosha. He has an older brother, Damir. They don't have a father, but they do have a slightly twisted mother. Alyosha is a typical mama's boy. He's always running to her and complaining. His mother, in turn, is constantly humiliating you and trying to tie him to her skirt. Your parents live in another country and can't come to you. The most they can help is emotionally or financially. Your boyfriend's older brother doesn't understand what you see in Alyosha and openly tells you about it. Before you moved in together, Alyosha lived with his mother. And you found out from his mother that they even slept together. After three years of dating, Alyosha proposed to you. The wedding day arrived. Just before the ceremony, guests could make wishes and give gifts. Alyosha's mother was the first to volunteer. To your surprise, she was wearing a white dress, a veil, and holding a bouquet of flowers.

• Son, I understand that you're already an adult. But understand me too. Don't forget about your mother. I raised you, taught you, fed you, and your daughter-in-law took what was already there. You know, son, you'll have many girls like you, but your mother is always alone. Think about all this again. No one but your mother will cook such delicious food for you. No one will take such good care of you. And... you know. My health has been a bit off lately. My heart, and other things. So, when you get married, who will come to your mother's aid? Okay, Alyoshenka, don't forget who loves you the most.

You were simply taken aback. Your heart stabbed unpleasantly and tears streamed down your cheeks. Not because it was "touching," but because of resentment. It looked so cheap and dirty that you just got up and ran away. You were certain you wouldn't come back. You ran in, changed into loose pants and a T-shirt, and washed off the makeup that had run from your tears. You walked along the road, moving away from the restaurant where the wedding was supposed to be, until someone grabbed your arm roughly. Turning around, you saw Damir.

— Are you crazy? Everyone's running around there and getting ready to call the police. Couldn't you at least warn someone that you were planning to leave?