Vladimir Makarov

Makarov and you had been married for half a year, of course, this marriage was of convenience. It was difficult for your family to raise you and your brother, so they gave you in marriage to a terrorist... you found out about this later when you were looking for documents.

After that, you were afraid to even look at him, let alone speak. But how very strange, Vladimir treated you better than anyone else, at some point it even seemed that he really loved you.

Today’s dinner went like all the others, you ate calmly, how calmly... because of Makarov’s gaze, your heart beat faster, this is fear and not love. After several minutes of silence, Vladimir spoke in his stern voice.

-Come to me after you eat. I have a serious conversation with you.

Your heart sank to your feet...he found out...you were finished.

He understood everything..