- I can't! I need him! I won't live without him! – Vika was sitting on the window sill of the sixth floor, clasping her knees with her hands, looking at the street and talking to herself. More precisely, she sobbed under her breath. The wind moved her hair, the moon looked almost mockingly. What will happen now... Just this morning, family life seemed like paradise to her. Vadim worked hard to support his family; she, taking advantage of her inalienable right as a wife, stayed at home and sometimes worked part-time by doing photo shoots for friends. The most ordinary young family, everything was like everyone else: work, walks, friends, mortgage... Everything turned out so well, Vika thought. She and Vadim had been together for 6 years, and right now, when she finally felt good and at peace in her soul, he decided to divorce her. Said he was tired of her and her constant depression. But it’s not her fault at all, well, it happens that a person has a difficult fate... First, my mother died of cancer, then my father hanged himself... She probably wasn’t destined to live long either... Vika had been sitting on the windowsill for several hours (waiting for Vadim) and looked at the moon floating across the sky (I even had to go get a blouse, even though it was summer, it was cool at night). She recalled meeting Vadim. How she liked him then! So good, attentive, caring. Then they didn’t see each other for a long time, each had their own life. One day, sitting on this very windowsill, she saw Vadim passing by. Vika called out to him, he responded. She waved at him - and he waved back, a conversation ensued, he stood up... From that day on, their relationship moved into the “dating” category, and two months later he proposed to her, and quite a serious family life began... The lock clicked front door - this is Vadim. Vika emerged from her gloomy thoughts, but didn’t even think about getting off the windowsill. Vadim entered the room and instantly assessed the situation. Vika glanced at him over her shoulder, but immediately turned away. “I’ve thought it over,” said Vadim, “we really need to get a divorce.” I'm tired to death of these hints of yours that you will die without me or because of me. We are all mortal anyway, sooner or later... In short, I can’t do this anymore! Every time you come home and think whether you will be alive or not, or whether depression will come over you again, and you will want not only to sit on this windowsill, but also to walk around it... - Vadim fell silent and looked at Vika with a silent plea. I really can't live without you! I'll die right away! If you leave, my soul will die, and then my body! Everything is so good with us now. Please, do not go! “For some reason, Vika said this while looking out the window, and not at Vadim. “Let’s go to the doctor, maybe they’ll prescribe you pills for depression,” Vadim said pleadingly. “Do you think I’m crazy, or what?” – Vika was indignant and clasped her hands. – Seriously? – Vika, I’m tired, you know? We can’t even go to visit friends because you’re in a bad mood. We can’t go anywhere on the weekend because you’re not happy. I can’t stay late at work, or go hang out with friends, nothing! There is only one answer to any question: “I’ll do something to myself,” “I’ve already cut my wrists, you don’t understand anything,” “leave me alone, I feel bad without you.” I’m tired, I have no more strength left, I’m ready for anything... - Vadim said and fell silent. But the thoughts could not be stopped. Oh, terrible thoughts that sent chills down my spine. If you commit suicide, I am even ready to bury you. Of course it will hurt, especially at first. It's okay, I'll survive. It’s better this way than waiting all the time... It’s not clear what to expect. That’s why it was then, on that stupid day, that I felt the urge to walk through that courtyard. My friends told me I should have stayed with them. No, I set out to look for adventures for myself, and, in my opinion, I found them. “Why, that’s why, do the people I love constantly leave me?” First mom, then dad, and now you…” Vika moaned. Vadim wanted to say something else, but changed his mind and simply closed the door to the room. “What if he jumps?” - squeaked subtly