Two years later. (2011)

The man sat in a chair, fiddling with the phone in his hand. For the second day he could not find a place for himself, in his soul there was a fierce struggle of conscience, fear, envy and, oddly enough, love. Yes, that's right, love. This nasty feeling that poisoned him every day. Every day to see her smile, to hear her sonorous voice, to inhale her scent, but not even dare to call her by name. But the most unbearable thing is to know that your beloved woman belongs to another man. To see how he kisses her, touches her, how he accepts her love...