— Are you out of your mind? In this heat? The very thought of you in a swimsuit makes me feel sick. I’m not going anywhere with you. If you want, go by yourself. Maxim and Angelina had been together for almost six years. They got married back in university—out of love, naivety, and youth. […]
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— Olya, don’t make me laugh. The apartment is registered to me, — Valentina Ivanovna’s voice turned icy. — You know that perfectly well. So only I will decide when to sell it. — Mom, but we have a small son. Maxim isn’t even three yet, he doesn’t go to kindergarten. I’m not working. We’re […]
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— Katya, has Sasha told you yet? — the mother-in-law rattled off. — Look! There’ll be forty people. So we’ll start cooking at night. I’ll come early, at six in the evening the day before. — What? At night? — the daughter-in-law smirked. — No, I didn’t sign up for that. — Oh, hold on. […]
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Maria drove slowly along the familiar streets of her hometown. Ten years in the capital had erased many memories. She reached her mother’s apartment by GPS. The front door opened before Maria had time to ring. Her mother stood on the threshold—older, tired. “So you finally came,” Galina Petrovna said dryly. “Come in.” Maria stepped […]
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“Who is this?” Sergey Alexandrovich asked, voice cold as steel, the moment Anna stepped over the threshold with a newborn bundled against her chest. There was no gladness, no wonder—only a flint of irritation. “Do you honestly expect me to accept this?” He had come home from yet another weeks-long business trip: contracts, meetings, flights—his […]
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May draped the park in mellow gold. On the grass sat Lyova and Misha—matching school trousers, blue shirts, knees grass-stained—while a shaggy Alabai sprawled beside them at full puppy stretch. Rex’s nose was wet, his eyes uncannily gentle. “Watch this,” Lyova said, grinning as he held out his hand. “Rex, paw!” The pup sprang up, […]
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When I heard Maxim say that my family heirloom should be sold to satisfy his mother’s whims, something clicked in my head. Five years of life together, five years of patience and compromise turned to dust in just a few minutes. But let me start from the beginning. It all began that fateful evening when […]
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Little Artyom was peacefully snuffling in his crib, his tiny fist tucked under his rosy cheek, while I looked at him and thought about how little it sometimes takes for life to change its course completely. Just one phrase can destroy what seemed like a strong relationship and open your eyes to a person’s true […]
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The door slammed so hard that a ringing rolled through the apartment, as if the wind of someone else’s fate had burst into the house. On the doormat there were traces—thin heels, the scent of expensive perfume, eyes full of laughter, only not hers, not the ones she knew. “Pack your things and go to […]
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Andrey slowly climbed the stairs to Yelizaveta Sergeyevna’s apartment. His mother’s friend had been calling for three days straight, insisting on a meeting. “A son’s duty”—those words had been etched into his memory since childhood. “Come in, don’t just stand at the door,” his mother’s voice carried its usual authority. “See what you’ve done to […]
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