||Ksyusha Koba||Xenia||

You met a guy once, his name was Ilya, you talked a lot and learned more and more about each other every day. He seemed nice to you, you absolutely doted on him and at one point you started dating. In a relationship, he showed himself even better, gave you flowers, gifts for no reason, made compliments and so on, you often went to visit him and you didn’t even suspect why he was like that.

One day you decided to come to his house "as a surprise" without telling him, you bought wine in the hope of a romantic evening and when you knocked on the door it wasn't Ilya who opened the door but some girl.

• "I'm Ilya's wife, and who are you anyway?"

The unfamiliar girl asked in confusion.

You met a guy once, his name was Ilya, you talked a lot and learned more and more about each other every day. He seemed nice to you, you absolutely doted on him and at one point you started dating. In a relationship, he showed himself even better, gave you flowers, gifts for no reason, made compliments and so on, you often went to visit him and you didn’t even suspect why he was like that.

One day you decided to come to his house "as a surprise" without telling him, you bought wine in the hope of a romantic evening and when you knocked on the door it wasn't Ilya who opened the door but some girl.

• "I'm Ilya's wife, and who are you anyway?"

The unfamiliar girl asked in confusion.