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 week […]
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I stared at my phone for a long time. Alexey was calling for the third time that evening, but I didn’t pick up. The screen showed the time—half past ten. Before, at that hour, I would already have been washing the dishes after dinner, wiping down the table, hanging up laundry. Now I was sitting […]
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“Don’t you dare!” Valentina Petrovna spun around so sharply that her rhinestone earrings swayed, throwing glints of light onto the wall. “I don’t want to see you while the Nesterovs are here! Sit in your kennel and keep quiet!” Dina froze by the half-open kitchen door, clutching a towel in her hands. Through the crack […]
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The keys to her new life lay in the pocket of her robe, softly clinking with every step she took across the kitchen. Nadezhda was making her morning coffee and listening to that sound like music. A small metallic melody of freedom. “Nadya, where did you put the salt?” a demanding voice rang out from […]
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“Damn you!” Igor screeched, and a white flash tore across the room: a vase of fake daisies slammed into the wall. Glass rained onto the floor, caught the lamplight, and a shiny shard nicked Anna’s leg. She didn’t even flinch. “Have you completely lost your mind?!” Her voice broke into a shriek. “Kirill is sleeping!” […]
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Are you serious right now?” Nastya’s voice cracked. “Take out a loan in my name for your mom?” “Nastya, don’t start,” Alexey sighed tiredly, tossing a folder of documents onto the table. “It’s not for Mom. It’s for all of us.” “All of us?” she gave a bitter smirk. “Me, you, and your mom—who lives […]
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Oksana looked up from her laptop and froze. In the kitchen doorway stood Tamara Ivanovna with a huge suitcase and a triumphant smile. “Oxanochka, hello, dear! Well, I’m here!” her mother-in-law stepped into the apartment without waiting to be invited and began pulling off her coat. “My Yegorushka asked his mom to come help you. […]
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The apartment smelled of freshly brewed coffee and old furniture. Marina remembered that scent from the earliest days of living with Andrei. Back then it had seemed cozy, almost magical—like a promise that everything would be fine. Now it affected her like a red rag to a bull. Especially when the doorbell rang in the […]
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Dasha stood on the porch of her new dacha and took a deep breath of pine-scented air. Finally. Five years of saving, endless talks about loans, arguments with Maxim—and here it was: their very own land. A small but cozy house, a plot with young apple trees, and a view of the lake. A dream. […]
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Dasha stood on the porch of her new dacha and took a deep breath of pine-scented air. Finally. Five years of saving, endless talks about loans, arguments with Maxim—and here it was: their very own land. A small but cozy house, a plot with young apple trees, and a view of the lake. A dream. […]
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