Marat, my husband's older brother, always disliked and ignored me, but when, after two years of marriage, I became a widow, there were a catastrophic number of relatives in my life. The man set out to control not only my every step, but the feeling that even a sigh. Blackmail, threats, pressure - Marat did not miss any of these methods, seeking complete submission from me. And most importantly, I can’t understand why he needs it.