— The apartment? Oh yes, it was a gift from my grandmother. Not yours — you won’t get it! — I smirked, watching my ex pack his bags.
Six years ago, Alexandra thought she had found the man of her dreams. Ilya seemed reliable, serious, with good plans for the future. They met at her friend’s office party, where Ilya worked in the IT department, and Alexandra had come just to support her acquaintance. They spent the entire evening talking about travels, books, […]
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