Why are you paying strangers rent when you have an apartment? We worked so hard for you!” her parents couldn’t understand.

— I don’t understand why you’re paying strangers when you have an apartment! We tried so hard for you!” Anna read her mother’s message out loud, as if saying the words might change their meaning. It didn’t. She was sitting at the kitchen table in a rented one-room flat, counting crumpled bills and carefully writing […]

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“Pasha, what are you doing in my client’s apartment?” Yana asked her husband, who stood in front of her in home clothes.

Yana, a designer, arrived at her new client Elizaveta’s a little early. The door was slightly open, and when she stepped inside, she saw her husband Pasha in someone else’s robe and slippers. “Pasha, what are you doing in my client’s apartment?” Yana asked. He snapped irritably, “Did you mix up the address, Yana?” Elizaveta […]

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Having transferred all the property into his own name, Lara’s ex-husband left her without a penny—and a random encounter some time later would shock him.

Lara sat in the kitchen staring at the documents. Her hands were trembling. Viktor stood by the window with his back to her. “Vitya, are you serious?” “Absolutely.” “But it’s been thirty years…” “That’s exactly why. Thirty years of deception.” Lara set the papers aside. Her head was spinning. Her whole world had flipped upside […]

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“Don’t spend the bonus yet—my sister’s wedding is coming up soon. We’ll give them the money,” Rita’s husband advised her.

The Bonus That Tore Them Apart “I’m telling you—we earned this!” Rita tossed an envelope onto the table. “One hundred thousand, Vlad. One hundred thousand! Can you imagine what we could do with the kids’ room?” Vladislav slowly set his phone aside. “That’s great news. But don’t spend the bonus yet—my sister Karina’s wedding is […]

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— “This apartment is my stronghold, and my mother-in-law’s debts are her personal abyss. I’m leaving. I’m done living at my expense — I’m not your safety cushion anymore!”

— Are you deliberately trying to make my mother have a heart attack? Nicholas rasped, hurling the remote onto the table as if he were tossing away a red-hot coal that had scorched his palms. — Don’t be so dramatic, please, Elena replied indifferently, without looking up from the dishes. The water in the sink […]

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