The groom let his mother into his fiancée’s house without asking. But the arrival of Polina, a woman from the past, turned the evening into a battlefield

“Alla, it’s me!” Polina’s voice echoed in the narrow hallway. Keys jingled as they fell into a ceramic vase—a ritual established by their mother back in childhood. She slipped off her shoes and smoothed down her tousled hair, then headed to the living room, mentally picturing the meeting with her sister and the aroma of […]

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— Yul, can you imagine? Pasha and Amina are coming for the weekend! — Roma approached his girlfriend, holding his phone and smiling.

“Yul, can you imagine? Pasha and Amina are coming for the weekend!” Roma approached his girlfriend, holding his phone and smiling. “Seriously? How long has it been since we last saw them… Five years?” She smiled. “Well, there will be something to talk about.” “Yeah, they’ve wanted to get away for a long time. Pasha […]

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— Tanya? — Zhanna did not expect to see the sister of her ex-husband at her doorstep. The girl was completely soaked, water streaming down from her long hair in rivulets.

— Tanya? Zhanna did not expect to see her ex-husband’s sister at the doorstep. The girl was completely soaked, water streaming down from her long hair. — On the way here, a downpour started. My things got wet, I need to wring them out… Can I come in? — Well… come in. Zhanna understood that […]

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NEIGHBORS advised the mother to send her daughter to an orphanage just to survive somehow. In despair, the woman went to the train station with her child after her husband kicked them out of the house.

A draft cut straight through as Irina walked through the empty waiting hall of a provincial train station. She wrapped her four-year-old daughter more tightly in a scarf. Katya, pressed against her mother, curled up on the hard bench, her breath settling in the cold air as tiny clouds of vapor. Outside the dusty windows, […]

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After receiving the money from his wife, the nurse disconnected him from the ventilator, and at that moment the cleaning lady came in with a mop…

Several weeks of agonizing waiting passed. Boris Petrovich lay in the intensive care unit—his life hanging by a thin thread, like a bird hesitant to leap from a branch into the abyss. The doctors were doing everything possible, but the man’s body, worn out by severe bilateral pneumonia, was exhausted to the limit. Mechanical ventilation […]

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