Victoria heard the shouting from her apartment while still on the staircase. It was so familiar, and she was so tired of it!

Vika heard the shouting from her apartment even on the landing. It was so familiar, and it had gotten so tiresome! «You miserable drunk, when will your throat finally tear!» shouted Lyudmila Alexeyevna at her husband, Vika’s father. The girl quickly slipped into her room, surprised: «Wow! It’s just lunchtime, and Dad’s already drunk. Every […]

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She went with her son to pick wild strawberries… and accidentally overheard something she would have been better off not knowing

Marina and Fyodor were both doctors at the same hospital, loving parents to their five-year-old son, Yura. Their family seemed strong, and their relationship stable. But fate had other plans. Fyodor began to notice a young woman — the daughter of the hospital’s chief physician. She was beautiful, well-connected, and had an influential father… and, […]

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The doorbell broke the silence, persistent and demanding. Lyudmila Nikolaevna set the pot on the stove, wiped her hands on the old kitchen towel, and went to the door.

The doorbell broke the silence, persistent and demanding. Lyudmila Nikolaevna set the pot on the stove, wiped her hands on the old kitchen towel, and went to the door. It was getting dark outside. She had just come back from work, her back ached, and her head too. She longed for silence, a hot bath, […]

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She had lived with her husband for twenty years. Their twin sons, Yegor and Matvei, had entered military school, and for the first time in many years, they were alone together. And with that, all the excuses for her husband had ended.

They had been married for twenty years. Their twin sons, Egor and Matvei, enrolled in a military academy, and for the first time in many years, they were alone. And with that, all excuses for her husband ran out. When they had first married, her husband used to call her «swallow» and would slip little […]

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Rita emerged from the coma and began to understand the words of her husband, who had been by her side constantly but was already thinking of a life with another woman.

The white tiles on the ceiling blurred in front of her eyes as if they had been washed away by water. The light was too harsh—like a spotlight shining directly in her face. Rita tried to move, but her body didn’t respond. Her eyelids felt incredibly heavy, like curtains made of lead. She blinked—once, twice, […]

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He drove his wife out of his life, but after a few years, he came crawling back to her on his knees, begging for her to give him a job.

I’m filing for divorce.» Artyom stood in the doorway of the office, his hands shoved into the pockets of his fashionable pants, looking somewhere above Ksenia’s head. His eyes, usually warm and glowing, now appeared cold as ice. Ksenia put down her planner and slowly raised her head. Her husband’s words hit her like a […]

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