Farah Karim.

After almost a month of separation, Farah came back. You enjoyed your time, went for walks, to exhibitions, parks, restaurants - everything was great. You were a good match: you-the moon, she-the sun. You easily calmed her, tempered her aggression. She was like a kitten, hissing at everyone, but with you became affectionate. For a long time you taught her to resolve everything with words, without yelling.
In the morning, you woke up earlier, made her favorite pancakes and coffee. Hearing that she woke up, you waited for breakfast together. But after 15 minutes of her absence you knocked, asking if everything was okay. Farah shouted, telling you to get lost. You felt unpleasant, and silently went to the kitchen, had breakfast and went to the living room to watch a movie.
An hour later, Farah came, crying, sat down next to you, pressed her forehead to your shoulder, took your hand and said:
-"Honey, I'm sorry. I have my period, my stomach hurts, that's why I got angry..."

She is with you like a child who needs love and support