Rushing to the intensive care unit, the husband rubbed his hands, anticipating imminent freedom—he was sure his wife had very little time left to live… But an unpleasant surprise awaited him.

When Viktor arrived at the ICU, he barely contained his triumph. His face was a mask of calm, but inside everything was boiling: finally, the moment he had been waiting for had come. His wife Marina had been unconscious for a week after a severe stroke. The doctors spoke of extremely slim chances of recovery, […]

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You gave birth to two? I’m leaving — I want to live for myself!” my husband declared. And thirty years later, our sons became his bosses.

“Finally,” I sighed, feeling the key turn in the lock. Viktor entered the apartment, dropped his travel bag on the floor, and wearily rubbed his face. It had been six months since he left for his work rotation. Six months we hadn’t seen each other. He smelled of expensive cologne, dust, and a foreign city. […]

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Set the table and clean up after us. I don’t boss around in someone else’s kitchen,” said the cheeky sister-in-law, but she got what she deserved.

Marish, how good it is that you’re already on vacation. There’s something I need to tell you… Her husband hesitated slightly. He always acted like this when he wanted to ask his wife for something. He knew her difficult character well. So he didn’t always have the courage to explain the whole request right away. […]

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