No sooner had my parents registered the apartment to me than my mother-in-law had already decided who would live there.
Natalya gripped the set of keys tightly—the ones her parents had just ceremoniously handed to their daughter. The October wind rustled the yellow leaves in the courtyard, and the air smelled of autumn coolness and new possibilities. A one-room apartment on the seventh floor of a panel building—the gift she had been waiting for for […]
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