Breakfast with a Taste of Betrayal Larisa stood by the stove, poking at the omelet with a spoon, which had long since turned into a soggy rag left out in the rain. The smell of coffee, burnt milk, and something else—an unsettling hint of someone else’s lies—lingered in the air. She frowned. Boris had been […]
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Vera was slowly returning to reality, as if rising from a bottomless abyss. She understood that somehow she was coming back from somewhere, but she couldn’t comprehend where exactly. Muffled voices were heard around her. Voices and suffering. Suffering, growing with every second, filling her entire being. A clear guess flashed through her mind: she […]
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Svetlana Petrovna stood by the half-open door, trying not to make a sound so as not to disturb the quiet of the moment. She cautiously watched her son—Sasha, who, in a light suit and bow tie, looked like a movie hero. His friends were helping him finish his look, and he remained calm, confident, almost […]
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After the workout, Vika hurried home, having promised her husband that she would cook fish soup. When she entered the apartment, she saw her husband Leonid sitting in the kitchen, drinking wine. — Wow, look at you… Leonid, you couldn’t wait for me? At least let me prepare an appetizer… — No need, sit down; […]
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Please, daughter, pity me,» I begged. «I haven’t eaten bread for three days, and I have no money left.» Tears were running down my cheeks, covered with fine wrinkles. In my hands, I only held a bag with empty bottles. «But how can this be?» they answered. «This is a bread stand. We don’t take […]
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— You’ve over-salted it again,” Nadezhda Petrovna demonstratively pushed the bowl of borscht aside. “At my age, food like this was simply considered sabotage.” Valeria clenched a napkin under the table. That borscht had taken three hours to make. “Sorry, I’ll be more careful next time,” Valeria replied quietly. “Apologies won’t make this slop […]
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Outside the windows of the houses, warm lights of garlands were glowing, Christmas trees were reflected in the glass, and sounds of New Year’s melodies could be heard. And beyond these walls—there reigned a white silence. Snow fell in thick flakes, as if someone invisible was endlessly sprinkling it from the sky. The silence was […]
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The text message arrived just at the moment Emma sat down on her favorite bench in the small city park. She glanced at the phone screen — and immediately frowned. Only from him! What does he want? That old stingy bore who still thinks he has the right to write? She looked around the park. […]
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Anya absolutely did not understand why they needed this man in the house. She had always wanted her mother to get married and to be happy, but not with him. The girl sat on the couch, pretending to read a book, while half-listening to Arthur. He had only recently woken up and now, slowly and […]
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In one of the most upscale districts of the city lived Alexey Smirnov — a man whose name was associated with success, luxury, and unlimited opportunities. His life was filled with social parties, banquets, expensive cars, and the respect of those around him. But behind this sparkling facade lay a deep inner emptiness. Returning every […]
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