— Natasha, my daughter, where do you plan to live now? — Angelika Viktorovna, Natasha’s mother-in-law, approached her daughter-in-law. Natasha was still reeling from her husband’s funeral, so she didn’t immediately understand her mother-in-law’s question. She was absentmindedly putting leftover candies from the memorial into a container.
— Natasha, daughter, where do you plan to live now? — Angelica Viktorovna, Natasha’s mother-in-law, approached her daughter-in-law. Natasha was still reeling from her husband’s funeral and did not immediately understand the question. She was mechanically packing leftover candies from the memorial into a container. — Sorry, what? — Where do you plan to live […]
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