The neighbor asked me to watch her child, but something was definitely wrong with him.
Larisa was sitting by the window. For three months in her new apartment, she gradually washed away the painful memories of her divorce. An unexpected knock at the door made her jump. On the doorstep stood the neighbor from above—Natalia, a brunette whom Larisa occasionally met in the elevator. Usually impeccably dressed, today she looked […]
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