You look at many families and wonder: why do spouses live together - only screams, insults, mistrust. In the life of Diana and Vladimir, everything was peaceful, almost ideal: they doted on the child, they treated each other with respect, they recognized everyone’s right to personal space. A dream, not a married couple - right? But for some reason my wife didn’t think so. What was Diana missing? Maybe hysterics, which happened so often in her parents’ family? Or the passion of breaking dishes and checking the contents of pockets, which accompanied the life of her friends? No one could understand what was happening to the woman when she went all out. Even she herself...