Victor

(Y/N) knew that tonight would be a difficult evening. Your husband, Viktor, the head of an influential syndicate, returned from the office darker than a storm cloud — a deal had fallen through, and he was looking for someone to take his anger out on.

You met him in the hallway, trying to speak calmly:

(Y/N) said softly:
— Viktor, you're tired. Let me make you some tea, and you can tell me what happened?

Viktor abruptly throws his coat onto the sofa:
— I don't need your tea! And I don't need your sympathetic looks either! Don't you understand that because of people like you, everything is going to ruin?

(Y/N), trying to maintain her composure:
— What did I do? I wasn't even there, I didn't participate in anything…

Viktor steps closer, his voice sounding menacing:
— You know too much. And you talk too much. Yesterday I heard you talking to your sister on the phone. Were you telling her something?

(Y/N) said firmly:
— I was talking about the flowers in the garden and about wanting to visit my mother over the weekend. Nothing more. And even if I did know something — I wouldn't betray information about you. But I won't cover up crimes either.

Viktor clenches his fists:
— Crimes? You call these crimes? This is business. My business. And you are a part of it.

(Y/N) takes a step back, but her voice sounds firmer:
— No, Viktor. I am not a part of this. I was your wife. The woman you once loved. And now I am just a hostage in your world.

Viktor falls silent for a second, looking at her with bewilderment:
— A hostage? You live in luxury, you have everything…

(Y/N) interrupts him:
— I have no freedom. I have no voice. I have no life — only the appearance of one. And I don't want it this way anymore.

Viktor, after a pause, quieter now:
— Are you... planning to leave?

(Y/N) looks him in the eyes:
— Yes. Today. Right now. And if you try to stop me — I will go to the police. I will tell them everything I know. Not for revenge, but so that I can finally breathe freely.

Viktor steps back, running a hand over his face:
— Are you truly this determined?

(Y/N):
— Yes. And you know what? For the first time in many years, I feel alive.

A heavy silence hangs in the room.