— They’re not my children,» screeched the aghast husband. «Lada, they’re… dark-skinned! Who did you pick them up from?

— They’re not my children,» the husband screamed, shaken to the core. «Lada, they’re… dark-skinned! Who did you have them with? Who is your lover?! Don’t ever come back to my house, not even to cross the threshold! And don’t expect any financial support—it isn’t coming! Lada had been unlucky all her life. She grew […]

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