“How dare you sell the plot without my consent? I inherited a dacha—but my mother-in-law decided it belongs to her.”
“Lilia, what are you doing to the curtains?” her mother-in-law’s voice cut through the living room’s silence. “How can you hang them like that? The pleats come out uneven.” Lilia froze on the stepladder, the heavy drape in her hands. Valentina Petrovna paced below, critically assessing her daughter-in-law’s every move. “It’s just easier for me […]
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