Sergey stood by the window, mechanically fiddling with a bundle of keys. The apartment, which had once seemed cramped for four, now felt oppressive with emptiness. Three days ago, Galina took the children and left. She just left, without shouting or hysterics, as if that was how it should be. Only a note on the […]
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The spring sun played in the windows of the country house as Svetlana pulled grocery bags out of the trunk. Denis, her husband, had already taken the first batch of things into the house. The May holidays were traditionally spent at her mother-in-law’s dacha — that was the unwritten rule of the family. «Svetochka, dear, […]
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Dima?» Natasha saw her boyfriend through the peephole and, throwing on a robe, opened the door. «So why did you come?» «To talk.» «About what? Are you going to freeze me out again? We’ve already discussed everything,» she stepped back, and Dmitry noticed something interesting in the bedroom: rumpled sheets, two glasses with unfinished wine, […]
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Igor, maybe you should go alone to the meeting?» Svetlana was sitting by the children’s crib. Her son, Pasha, had just woken up, but she hadn’t been able to rest during his nap… Dark circles under her eyes, unkempt hair, tired eyes. It was supposed to be a day off, but in motherhood and care, […]
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