The young woman had quietly cared for the elderly lady without any fanfare. But the entire village was astonished when it was announced whom the old woman had named as the heir in her will.

It all began on the day the air turned thick and heavy, foretelling a storm. Into the stifling quiet of her little apartment, which smelled of tea and old paper, there burst an insistent knock at the door. On the threshold stood the postwoman, Klavdiya Ivanovna, and in her hands was not an ordinary envelope […]

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I need to leave; Grandma left a will—I’ve been gifted a house by the sea. The house is old and large, in fact; as a child I always spent my summer holidays there.

The stifling city air felt especially suffocating to Alice the day the letter arrived. The envelope was yellowed with age and smelled of the sea, of salt, and of something elusively familiar—the scent of childhood. With trembling fingers she opened it and read the lines written in a neat, old-fashioned hand. Grandma Sofia was leaving […]

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— And you—two nasty toads—get out of here unless you want to be picking pasta out of your hair!” the daughter-in-law shouted, and upended a plate of hot food over her mother-in-law’s head.

Anna wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, trying not to smear the kitchen towel with tomato sauce. Valentina Petrovna’s apartment was steeped in the aromas of garlic, basil, and stewed meat. Three pots bubbled on the stove at once: spaghetti boiled in one, minced meat with vegetables simmered for […]

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Wait—he’s a penniless mechanic, where did all this come from?” my sister asked in amazement, looking around the new three-room apartment her ex had bought for me.

Katya had always known that beauty was her main trump card. Her mother had been saying it ever since her daughter learned to walk in high heels without tripping over her own feet. “Katenka, you need to make a good match. You’ve got everything for it—looks and charm.” Then she would turn to her elder […]

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Lena didn’t go to her school graduation. Her mother said it was pointless. And spending money on a new dress that would hardly be useful afterward made no sense at all.

Graduation night was supposed to be a shining bridge between childhood and adult life, but for Alisa it turned out to be just another door slammed in her face. The air in the apartment was thick and stale, smelling of old cabbage and dashed hopes. “Go to the dance? Buy a dress?” Her mother, Vera […]

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He beat her for years. One night, small bare feet pushed him off the bed. A story that gives you goosebumps.

The first sound forced its way through the thickness of a heavy, dead sleep like a rusty nail through rotten wood. Faint, thin, it was barely distinguishable from the creak of floorboards or the wind moaning in the stove pipe. But a mother’s heart—that tireless, eternal watchman—answered it instantly, clenching tight in her chest. Arina […]

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“Sorry, but your present will go to my sister—she needs to drive the baby,” my husband decided to give away my car—but not so fast.

Larisa stood by the kitchen window, watching the neighbor load a stroller into the trunk of her car. Forty-one years old, and still dependent on public transport and the rare chance to use her husband’s car. Design projects were scattered all over the city, clients wanted meetings at inconvenient times, and there she was, suffering […]

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I got married, I didn’t sign up to toil in the village!” Yana said. “Let your mother find herself a helper somewhere else

Yana ran her finger over her smartphone screen, scrolling through photos of resort hotels. Sea breeze, white-sand beaches, cocktails by the pool—that was what she dreamed of after a hard year in the office. Accounting reports and tax returns had long turned life into a gray routine, and only thoughts of vacation helped her hold […]

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— Where did you get that kind of money?! — he exploded. — And why do you think you get to ask when you yourself have been on the couch for three months?

Artyom found out about the layoff on a Friday, right before the weekend. The boss called him into his office, explained about “staff optimization” and a crisis in the industry, handed him a notice and severance pay. The thirty-year-old software engineer went home with a heavy feeling in his chest, but tried to stay optimistic. […]

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