— Aliska! — a loud, hoarse voice of the stepfather sounded from deep inside the apartment. “Awake,” the girl thought heavily. “Here it comes again…” Quickly looking around, she grabbed a hoodie, threw it over her shoulders, and ran out of the house into the yard. — Ali, where are you going? — came the […]
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When Sofia announced that she was going to marry a man with a disability, her loved ones seemed to lose the power of speech. Her family was in shock, her friends were stunned, and distant relatives gathered for an informal family council as if deciding a matter of national importance. Everyone felt it was their […]
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Every day, Anya walked home hoping that Max would come back. She knew he didn’t have the keys—he had left them when he left. Yet she still hoped that he would open the door and she would see his sneakers in the hallway. But the miracle didn’t happen this time either. They had lived together […]
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Jingling keys in the lock, Margarita opened the apartment door. Voices came from the kitchen, and the familiar smell of borscht filled the hallway. Her heart started beating faster, and her teeth clenched involuntarily. Again. Viktoria Pavlovna had appeared in her home without warning. “Olezhka, what kind of pilaf is she making you? That’s not […]
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Nika—that’s what everyone called her, although her real name was Veronika—was just heading to her table in the café to finally have a quiet bite to eat. At that moment, she suddenly turned around—someone called her by her old nickname. Here, at the company office where she had worked for five years, no one addressed […]
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“— Miss, may I help you?” he called to the woman, noticing how she was struggling to carry two heavy bags. “— Sorry to approach so suddenly, but it looks like the bags are about to slip from your hands. Let me carry them for you.” “— Oh, really? Are you sure? Aren’t they too […]
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The court was scheduled for Tuesday. Ulyana didn’t say a word about it, but Kostya could see she was nervous: she fiddled with the beads on her bracelet, bit her thin chapped lips, drank too much coffee. She didn’t ask him for anything, so it was pointless when her mother said Ulyana was using him […]
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She had to grow up early — at twelve years, six months, and three days. Not on the day her mother died, but earlier: her mother was hospitalized, and her father said that Yana was now the eldest. That she must take her brothers to kindergarten, pick them up, cook lunch, and generally do everything […]
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Natalya looked at the documents calmly. For some reason, there was no anger either. “So, you’ve really decided?” Vladimir looked at his wife with barely concealed irritation. “And what now? How are we going to divide things?” Natalya raised her eyes. There were no tears, no pleas—only determination that had appeared after a sleepless night […]
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Tamara Petrovna was carefully wiping an old porcelain cup — a gift from her late husband. Every movement, every swipe of the cloth was like a ritual. The house smelled of pies, and that familiar aroma seemed to confirm: everything here was hers, everything rightfully belonged to her. Sixty-seven years of life, forty of them […]
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