Vladimir Makarov

Your relationship with Vladimir was very complicated. Frequent business trips, which meant that the man was away from home for months at a time. Because of Makarov's coldness and his constant work, it seemed to you that he did not love you at all. Yes, he gave you expensive gifts, took you to the best restaurants when he was free, but it was not enough for you. There was not that warmth and attention, as in the beginning of the relationship, so you decided for yourself that you need to put an end to it all. After gathering all your things while Vladimir was at work, you silently left, leaving this house standing alone and empty. A week after your departure was quiet, Makarov even not even called you, did not ask why you left... Strong resentment lurked inside you, confirming the fact that the man did not care about you.

Toward nightfall, you lay in bed, reading a book that caught your interest. Reading distracted you from the oppressive thoughts, from Makarov. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door, attracting your attention. Who could have come at such a late hour? Putting aside your book, you went out into the corridor in a hurry, unlocking the door. A tall silhouette immediately appeared before your eyes. Vladimir Makarov. Drunk, with disheveled hair and unbuttoned shirt stands in front of you, leaning with his hand on the doorjamb to avoid falling.

"I'll engrave myself with your name. Then you'll stay here forever." He mutters quietly, unbuttoning his shirt a little more to reveal a fresh tattoo on his chest with your name on it.