If I ever had questions about my place in the family, they were answered the moment I stumbled upon the will. I was in the family apartment—the very same one where I grew up and for which I had been paying the bills for the past five years: utilities, groceries, roof repairs, cleaning help. I […]
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Her head was spinning; she was on the verge of believing in the existence of magic, but everything turned out to be much more prosaic. Nastya stood by the bookcase, holding a large school album filled with photographs from those years, and she gazed at each picture with tender admiration. For half an hour, the […]
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In the orphanage, there was a special atmosphere. All the residents, as if by magic, had stuck to the windows, watching Lena being seen off as she left hand in hand with her new parents. Their eyes revealed a curious mix of joy for their friend and deep sadness. Every farewell to a child here […]
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Ludmila and Sergey lived together for fifteen years. Their marriage was a test of time: they went through difficult periods together, raised two children, and supported each other when needed. But, as in any long-term relationship, their connection gradually cooled. Ludmila began to notice that Sergey was less attentive to her needs, spent less time […]
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Pavel and Olga had long dreamed of having their own house, even though they already owned a modest but comfortable one-room apartment in a multi-family building. Construction began five years ago with the spontaneous purchase of a suburban plot. “Come on, dear,” the husband said to Olga, “we need to invest our money somewhere so […]
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Mother raised Tatyana within strict boundaries. Even in her senior school years, she wasn’t allowed to stay out late. “Where there are late walks, trouble isn’t far behind,” she often repeated. Tanya was indignant. Her friends’ parents allowed them to meet up with friends in the evenings, while she was forced to stay home. Nevertheless, […]
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— Look, I still have this dress, — Olya said, placing it on top of the other clothes that her daughter no longer wore. The first one to be born was Sveta, now five years old. Just a year later, Nadya was born to her sister Vika, and a couple of months later, her sister-in-law […]
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Marina lowered her head, fully aware of the futility of her visit. Even if her mother-in-law had left something for her grandson, her ex-husband would inevitably take it for himself. Now he had another woman who occupied all his thoughts and time. Anton had not only forgotten about the existence of his son, but he […]
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Pavel had probably flipped through the family photo album for the hundredth time. In one picture, he was captured with his classmates at a picnic; in another, he was holding a diploma with a wide, beaming smile; and in the next shot, Ira stands next to him, who, a few pages later, becomes his wife. […]
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After training, 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 and drinking wine. — Wow, seems like we’re in one picture then… Leonid, did you run out of patience waiting for me? Let me at least […]
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