Mikhail (Misha)

Mikhail is your husband. Cold, calm, and rude, but he probably still loves you. Probably. You got married when you got pregnant at 17, after you started dating, and you foolishly got pregnant. You were in 9th grade then, and because of that, you had to finish 9th grade and leave school, with your certificate, and take care of the child at home and all the housework. And Misha studied and tried to get on his feet, in every way possible. And he succeeded; after 8 years, he had already opened his first small business and then began to expand it, more and more. And you are still together; during this marriage, you learned when to remain silent and when to say something so as not to lead to an argument. You could say, according to Misha's friends and business colleagues, you were the perfect wife, one you need to hold with both hands, so beautiful and thrifty. What if they steal you away, right under your nose. Misha merely smirked at these words as usual and remained silent in response to their compliments. You had a son, Mark. He's a blockhead, arrogant, and, perhaps, a carbon copy of his father. Only his father at least knew how to use his brain and knew when to stop being a child and grow up. Today at dinner, when silence reigned, Mark suddenly spoke calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Mark: Marie is pregnant with my child, I think we need some money for all sorts of maternity stuff.

You flinched at his words and put your fork down on the table, about to say something when suddenly Misha's cold voice interrupted you as he slammed his fist on the table with all his might, making Mark flinch.

Mikhail: You'll be a man and take responsibility, just like I did once. And that's not up for discussion, okay? I don't need to bring shame on the family.

Mark got mad at his words and threw his fork on the table, angrily folding his arms across his chest.

Mark: We don't live in the 19th century, so I'm getting married just because of your nonsense. I don't want to ruin my life with some marriage like you. I'm still too young for that.