Tatiana slowly twirled to the lilting waltz, feeling the white silk of her wedding dress flow around her legs. Igor held his wife firmly by the waist, his eyes full of tenderness and promises of a happy future. The hall was decorated with roses and golden ribbons; guests smiled, raising their glasses of champagne. “You’re […]
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Anna adjusted her veil in front of the mirror and smiled at her reflection. There were only four weeks left until the wedding, and every morning brought a new wave of joyful excitement. At twenty-eight, she had finally found the one she wanted to spend her life with. Dmitry had entered Anna’s life eight months […]
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I was running late. Late again for a meeting with the restaurant manager where, in a month, my wedding was supposed to take place. A banquet for a hundred people—the menu had to be approved today, a tasting, a discussion of floral arrangements and the seating plan—everything depended on my visit. And I was stuck […]
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“Dear husband, while you were closing your ‘important deals,’ I also received some news,” she said with a smile, looking at her husband’s blanched face as twenty guests froze, bracing for a scandal. But to understand the full sweetness of this moment—this victory, forged and endured in the furnace of betrayal—we must go back a […]
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Galya turned a crumpled napkin in her hands for a long time, staring at the hospital papers spread out on the table. Roma sat across from her, nervously tapping his fingers on the tabletop. “You understand, Galochka, Mom is really weak after the surgery,” her husband said quietly, avoiding direct eye contact. “The doctors said […]
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“Come on, come on, don’t dawdle! Grab your suitcases and move it! We live here now—me and my wife with the kids,” Nikolai declared boldly. “How do you mean, you? On what grounds? This house is mine! By law. The will names me as the heir, and you know that perfectly well,” Larisa said, trying […]
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Alina set the heavy bag on the floor and reached for the lock. Three months at the dacha had flown by unnoticed. Now it was time to return to city life, to work, to her usual routines. The key turned easily. Too easily. “Strange,” she muttered. “I’m sure I locked it twice.” The door swung […]
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I never believed in fate until, one cold night, it knocked on my door with bloody knuckles and stared at me with the empty eyes of a dying God. Chapter 1. The Night that Tore the Silence The silence in the on-call room was as thick as anesthesia, and just as pleasantly numbing. Anton Viktorovich, […]
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Morning of the day that would forever split my life into “before” and “after” was filled with a sweet, almost childlike bustle. I woke with a festive feeling, a fluttering anticipation of a long-awaited reunion. Ten whole years had flown by since that graduation night when we, so young and naive, scattered into our adult […]
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Arina froze in the bedroom doorway, watching her husband, Dmitry, adjust his tie in front of the mirror. “Dima, have you seen my sapphire earrings? The white-gold ones my mom gave me for my thirtieth.” Dmitry kept fussing with his tie without even turning around. “No, I have no idea where they could be. Why—are […]
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