You’re my wife, not some random woman! Therefore, you should help my family!» my husband declared to me a week before our anniversary.
June sunlight flooded the spacious kitchen as Anna leisurely prepared her morning coffee. The foam rose in the cezve, and the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the apartment. Igor appeared at the doorway, nonchalantly buttoning up his shirt. «Good morning! It smells wonderful!» Anna poured the coffee into cups, knowing that her […]
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