Where was your head when you got involved with her?» Irina Andreyevna fumed, having learned that her son was planning to marry Yulia.

Where was your head when you got involved with her?» Irina Andreevna fumed upon learning that her son was about to marry Yulia. «She’s only nineteen, what kind of wife will she be?» «What can I do now?» Nikita, twenty-three, shrugged. «It just happened…» «Just happened…» Irina Andreevna repeated after her son. «All these years, […]

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