We’re not getting divorced. I’ll just move my new girlfriend and her child in here. There’s enough room in our house for everyone,” her husband said firmly.

Their home was like a large, quiet, well-oiled machine. Twenty years of marriage. The children had grown up and moved out. At forty-five, Irina finally felt she could exhale. She worked as an art historian and had her own small gallery. Her husband, Oleg, was a successful business consultant. Their huge country house, which they […]

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“What do you mean, we’re getting divorced?” the husband asked his wife in surprise. “Because I gave money to my mother?”

Three hundred and eighty thousand!” Inessa slammed the bank statement onto the table, watching the white sheets scatter across the surface. “Rodion, where’s the money?!” Her husband didn’t even bother to tear his eyes away from the TV screen, continuing to flip through channels. “What money?” he muttered indifferently. “The very money we’ve been saving […]

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