The end of the affair.

She was a married woman who had not yet known love.

In a time of war two people found the passion that was missing in their lives.

One secret that means the end but the beginig of the affair.

"Love doesn't end, just because we don't see each other"
"You have to understand. I'm jealous of everything that moves. I'm jealous of the rain!"

"Tell Him I'm sorry. I'm too human. Too weak. Tell Him I can't keep my promises. I'm tired of being without you" 

M: I'm jealous of this stocking.

S: Why?
M: Because it does what I can't. Kisses your whole leg. And I'm jealous of this button.
S: Poor, innocent button.
M: It's not innocent at all. It's with you all day. I'm not.
S: I suppose you're jealous of my shoes?
M: Yes.
S: Why?
M: Because they'll take you away from me.