Get to work if you’re going to run your mouth!” the mother-in-law yelled, forgetting she was eating food paid for with my card.

Vera lifted the laptop lid and checked the time—ten in the morning. In half an hour, an online meeting with clients was supposed to start. Vera worked as a freelance graphic designer; her clients were scattered across different time zones, so her workday started early and ended late. But try explaining that to her mother-in-law. […]

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How am I supposed to take that?” her now ex-husband exclaimed. “And who’s going to pay off my mother’s loan?

Yana stood in the doorway of the apartment, holding the last box of her things. Alexei blocked her path, his face twisted with outrage. “I ALREADY EXPLAINED IT TO YOU. The divorce is finalized, the property’s divided. Your mother’s loan is not my problem.” “But you knew about that loan! We went to the bank […]

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