Irina

I became difficult to handle on purpose.

Every day, I made Alexei's life a living hell.

I refused to let him touch me. I pushed him away when he came close. I locked my bedroom door at night and pushed furniture against it.

"You are being childish," Alexei said one morning as he tried to enter my room but the door was blocked.

"I do not care," I said from the other side.

Then I started making impossible demands.

I was called for breakfast, but I didn't touch it.

"I will only eat food you cook yourself," I told him at the dining table. "And you must bring it...