Dear, you can’t even imagine who I really am,” Anna whispered quietly, looking at the ceiling. “You are better than anyone for me,” Vadim mumbled sleepily, hugging his wife. If only he knew how prophetic these words would turn out to be. Anna smiled faintly, remembering how it all began. How she, the daughter of […]
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This was supposed to be the happiest day of all — our crystal wedding anniversary, the perfect celebration I’d been preparing for months. But it turned into my own personal hell when my husband pulled me aside and demanded I give his mother my most precious gift. “Mom needs it more,” he said, staring at […]
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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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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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Natasha saw the photo in her feed by accident. Vika next to a brand-new foreign car — white, with a red bow on the hood. The caption read: “Thank you, Mom and Dad! Now I can get to the kids faster!” Car dealership Her knuckles turned white. Natasha squeezed the phone in her hand. She […]
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Get out of here!” Marina’s voice trembled like a thin string about to snap. She stood in the doorway, barefoot, hair disheveled, clutching a bundle of children’s toys. At her feet—suitcases jutting out at odd angles, as if thrown together in a hurry. And opposite her—a whole delegation: her mother-in-law with a frozen smile, her […]
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Nadya woke up that morning with a bad feeling. Ten years. A round number. A tin wedding anniversary—at least that’s what Wikipedia said. Though who the hell came up with those names anyway? Tin. As if it were something fragile, easy to melt. Gift baskets She lay there, staring at the ceiling, thinking: I […]
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I knew this conversation would happen sooner or later. Dmitry was sitting in the kitchen, turning a cup of cold coffee in his hands and clearly trying to work up his nerve. In ten years of marriage I’d learned to read him like an open book—especially when it came to his sister, Olga. — […]
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Raisa stepped off the bus that had brought her and her husband from the village into the city. She looked around and then happily walked a few steps, stretching her legs that had gone numb during the trip. After her, her husband Vasily tumbled out of the warm belly of the bus into the frosty […]
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I am not cleaning up this mess after your guests!” Karina snapped. “I didn’t invite them, didn’t feed them, and didn’t pour their drinks.” Alexei flinched at the sharpness in his wife’s voice and guiltily looked at the havoc in the gazebo. Empty bottles were lying under the benches, puddles of spilled beer had dried […]
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