The girl kept coming home with suspicious bruises. To find out the truth, her father secretly slipped a voice recorder into her schoolbag. What he heard surpassed his worst fears.

In a residential neighborhood on the outskirts of Voronezh, life moved along in its usual quiet way. A microdistrict where everything was meant to remain as it always had: quiet, respectable, with no unnecessary noise. Here lived Daniil Landyshev—a widower, the owner of a small logistics company, a respected man who was always proud of […]

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On my days off I’ll do what I want! I don’t care what you need or what you think of me!” — the daughter-in-law put the mother-in-law in her place.

Marina opened her eyes and immediately squeezed them shut against the bright sunlight filtering through the not-quite-drawn curtains. Her first thought was a happy one—Saturday! Their first weekend in three weeks with no trips, no meetings, nothing urgent. She stretched luxuriously, savoring the softness of the bed and the quiet of the apartment. Beside her, […]

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— “What are you doing here with your maggots? No space! Get out!” the sister-in-law barked when we arrived at our own dacha.

Irina checked the grocery list one last time before closing the trunk. Cans of stew, pasta, grains, vegetables for salad—enough for a week of peaceful rest. Their son, Artyom, was already in the back seat with his tablet, and her husband, Nikolai, was starting the car. “Finally we’ll make it to the dacha,” Irina said, […]

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“Move out of my own apartment?! Are you sure you haven’t mixed something up? This is my place, not yours!”

“Yes, Mom, we’re fine. Misha’s working late, and I just got home,” Sofya tossed her keys onto the console and froze when she saw an unfamiliar pair of slippers in the hallway. “I’ll call you back, something’s—” Voices drifted from the kitchen. One was her husband’s. The other—female, with that unmistakably commanding note—Sofya couldn’t be […]

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