—Don't leave me, Stas! I beg you... “Don’t humiliate yourself, Marina,” the husband mutters contemptuously. “Nothing will make me change my mind.” We're getting a divorce. Period.—Forgive me! - I beg him desperately. - I can not live without you. I... - You never loved me! - he hisses furiously. “So don’t you dare pretend that anything has changed now!” If you are afraid of losing your daughter, then I already said that I will allow you to see each other. But you won't live with us anymore.