1938. He married me as part of a deal with my father—and I gave birth to a daughter by his brother. And all that time I kept one secret that turned everything upside down.

The year had turned out surprisingly warm. Indian summer dragged on, painting the leaves in fiery gold. The air was clear and sweet, like thick honey, and a fine pre-winter web drifted through it. In such a setting, the news brought into the house felt especially bitter and unfair. “Varka, Varka,” came a tired voice […]

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After my news about the inheritance, my husband’s relatives instantly fell silent… and then suddenly remembered every good word they’d ever had for me.

—What’s this?! Zhanna Yegorovna pointed a finger at the plate with squeamish disdain, where a lonely mound of something beet-and-mayonnaise was slowly slumping outward. Gleb’s version of a “proper herring under a fur coat” looked more like the aftermath of a failed experiment in a chemistry lab. Alla walked into the apartment at exactly 5:30—just […]

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After the divorce, my ex-husband and mother-in-law tried to make my life miserable. But they had no idea how their disgusting scheme would end for them…

The mother-in-law’s booming, authority-soaked voice cut through the stale air of the old two-room apartment on the outskirts of Moscow. “Olya, you’re not a stranger. You understand—we’re family. And in a family, how is it? Everything is shared. Shared joys, and so… shared opportunities too.” Olga, a literature teacher with twenty years of experience, silently […]

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Andryusha, why have you gone so pale?” Lana looked at her husband with concern. He stood frozen, a champagne flute in his hand.

Andrew, why have you gone so pale?” Lana looked anxiously at her husband, frozen with a glass of champagne in his hand. Andrey silently nodded toward the dance floor, where his younger brother Oleg was waltzing with his brand-new wife. The newlyweds’ parents stood nearby, glowing with happiness. “They’re beautiful, aren’t they?” Andrey whispered. “Yes,” […]

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My father-in-law screamed, “You damned freeloader!” and hit me with a frying pan. In the morning, the bank reported an 80-million transfer to my account.

The phone rang in the middle of dinner. The whole family was at the table—Katya with her husband Denis, his parents, and his younger sister Angela. “Don’t answer,” the father-in-law grunted. “It’s rude to be on the phone at the table.” But it rang again. Katya gave the relatives an apologetic look and picked up. […]

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Hurry up and open the door for us, you stuck-up nobody! I’ve put the apartment up for sale! If you don’t open it, we’ll break the door down or rip the lock off!” her mother-in-law screamed.

—Have you completely lost it?! Open up right now—I’ll get in anyway!—the mother-in-law’s voice thundered through the stairwell so loudly that neighbors were already peeking out of their apartments. —This is my home, my property! I’ll show you how you dare drive my son away from his family! Vera pressed her back against the door […]

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