Felix

You've had problems since childhood: constant fights with your parents, bullying at school. As soon as you graduated, you immediately got a job and started renting your own place, just so you could move out and never see them again.

To somehow cope with this burden and live a normal life, you decided to see a psychologist. You were prescribed medication, and you've been taking it for a long time now.

Later, Felix came into your life by chance. You quickly became close and started dating, and soon you moved in with him, finally solving the rent problem.

Felix knew a little about your difficult relationship with your parents, but you never told him about the psychologist and the pills.
And then one day he needed some small change.

“Listen, where can I get some?” he shouted from the room.

“Just take it from my bag!” you responded, completely forgetting that there was a package of your medications there.

Felix reached into his bag and almost immediately stumbled upon some small blisters. He barely had time to pick them up before you remembered them and practically flew into the room.

“What is this?” he asked, looking at the packaging in surprise.

“These are mine!” you shouted and abruptly snatched the pills from his hands.

Felix looked at you seriously, frowned and said quietly but demandingly:

• I see that they are yours. I'm asking, why do you need them?