Anna stood at the stove, stirring chicken fillet in a creamy sauce in a frying pan. Behind her she could hear voices—her husband Viktor was greeting guests in the entryway. Today his colleagues were coming over for dinner with their wives, and she’d been cooking for three hours straight. “Just please let it get […]
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— It’s a good thing you became the heir to that apartment downtown. I’ll be living in it—since I gave mine to my daughter,” her mother-in-law announced, stirring her tea as if she were talking about the weather. Maria froze with the cup in her hand. She took a deep breath, trying to calm […]
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I was standing on the threshold of the apartment where my entire childhood had passed, and I couldn’t believe the key in my hand was the last one. My husband kept insisting that selling my inheritance was the only way to save his life. I believed him, handed over every last penny, and a […]
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“Give us your vacation package—family needs it more!” the mother-in-law shrieked. Marina was ironing her sundress. The iron hissed, spitting steam, and she didn’t even notice she’d burned her finger. Only one thought spun in her head: “In twelve hours I’ll be sipping something cold, looking out at the Mediterranean. No reports. No drivers […]
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Where are the boxes? I’m asking you, where are the boxes?” Tamara Petrovna didn’t walk into the hallway, she sailed in, carrying her impressive bust in front of her like a medal for services to the motherland. Behind her, trying not to step on the rug with his dirty boots, slipped in Igor Sergeevich, […]
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Ekaterina stepped out of the shower and wrapped her hair in a towel. The apartment was quiet—Maxim was probably at the computer in the other room. She walked into the kitchen, poured herself some water, and only then noticed that the bag on the chair was slightly open. Strange. She was sure she had zipped […]
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Katya stood by the window, gripping a cup of coffee that had already gone cold. Behind her, pages rustled—Sergey was flipping through the newspaper, pretending not to notice how tense she was. “We’ll move in with Mom, and we’ll give the apartment to my brother,” he finally said without looking up from the news. “He’s […]
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— “Katya, when do you get paid? On Friday, right?” Katya stopped in the doorway of the entry hall, her keys still in her hand. Pasha came out of the room; his phone glowed in his palm. It was December 20th, eight in the evening. A blizzard raged outside, but inside it was warm and […]
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Natasha And Her Husband Were Leaving The Restaurant Where They Had Celebrated His Birthday. 22.04.2025admin Natasha and her husband were leaving the restaurant where they had celebrated his birthday. The evening had been wonderful. Many guests had come, including relatives and colleagues. Natasha met many of them for the first time, but if Dmitry had […]
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Isolde stood at the kitchen stove, mechanically stirring a vegetable stew. How many times had she repeated these motions over the past few years? Thousands? Tens of thousands? In the next room, Pavel was watching yet another TV series, occasionally chuckling at the main character’s jokes. She could hear him flipping channels, stopping now […]
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