You’re so annoying! I hate you! – the girl jumped out of the car, slamming the door with all her might.
– I will not forgive you! Never!” – flew after her.
Since the morning the mood of the couple was disgusting. The husband was absent-mindedly going to work, not paying attention to his wife’s tired whining about the lack of money.
The woman began to nag her husband as soon as she woke up.
She believed that he does not value their marriage, so he does not even try to earn more. He sits in his office instead of looking for something more worthwhile.
– Do you hear me at all?” she shouted when she realized that her husband openly did not attach importance to her words.
– I hear you, unfortunately…
– And what did I say?
– That you don’t have enough money.
– I did not say that! – the wife cried out, – you always turn everything upside down!
– Do I? I think you do it much better than I do.
– Yeah, tell me it’s all my fault!
– What “everything”?
– That we live like cats and dogs.
– Sometimes they’re friends.
– Are you kidding?
– I had no idea.
– I’m getting a divorce!
– Finally, one sane thought.
– You’ll regret it!
– I see.
It was, in fact, a traditional morning dialogue, to which both had long been accustomed. There was no other way to communicate. And they did not try much. They quarreled, ran to work, met in the evening, made up at night, and started all over again in the morning.
That day, the unpleasant conversation continued in the car.
– How to live with you! You can’t be relied on! I’m even afraid to have a child, – the woman deliberately drove through the weak spot. The couple never had children in five years of marriage.
– A child? Do you still want a child?
– I do, but I guess I’ll have to get rid of it.
The man hit the brakes. His face twisted:
– What did you say?
– That I’m not going to have a baby with you. Loser!
– Are you pregnant?” – in the man’s voice there were notes of joy, tenderness and hope.
The woman was meaningfully silent.
– Just dare to get rid of the child!
– I didn’t ask you!
– I warned you…
– It’s very scary. Too bad it’s too late.
– What do you mean, “too late”?
– That’s what it means!
And then the woman jumped out of the car, unable to stand it. The man rushed out of the car. Anger blinded his eyes. Real, unbridled hatred rose in his soul.
– How dare she! My child!
Barely having time to react to the road signs, he did not notice the red traffic light.
The collision. The darkness.
– Everything…, – the last thought flew by…
The woman did not walk, she almost ran down the street, mentally continuing the conversation with her husband:
– What did you want? You have long forgotten that I am a woman! That I need attention, love, not constant nitpicking and scandals. You are not worth my little finger! He wanted a child! And I do not want? But what kind of parents are we if we can’t communicate normally for hours? No, we should get a divorce. This is no life. And I’ll raise the child alone. Maybe I’ll meet a decent man. You were right to lie. I shouldn’t have said anything at all.
At work, everything was falling out of her hands. She could not calm down and suddenly thought:
– I wish I could stay alone. Divorce is such an abomination. Try to survive it. It is not yet known how the husband will behave.
The phone rang. The woman saw that her husband was calling.
– Now he will start reading morals – the woman thought and did not answer.
He called several times. Finally, the phone went silent.
– In the evening I will tell him everything. Enough to torment each other – the woman decided and plunged into work to distract herself.
– Phone for you, – the employee called.
– Yes? – the woman had no idea who could call her on this number.
An unfamiliar male voice said that there was a trouble, her husband was gone.
After listening, the woman slowly hung up the phone. She stood by the table for a few seconds and fell down without feeling.
The funeral passed like in a fog. The woman did not understand where she was, what was happening. In the evening, left alone, she took her husband’s shirt, which still retained his smell, pressed it to her chest and cried bitterly.
The last words of her husband sounded in her head:
– I will not forgive! Never! …
