That evening, I stayed in the kitchen longer than usual. Sergey was already asleep, but I just couldn’t tear myself away from my phone—I was scrolling through the statement for our joint card. Something wasn’t right.
That evening I stayed in the kitchen longer than usual. Sergey was already asleep, but I couldn’t tear myself away from my phone — scrolling through the statement from our joint card. Something was wrong. “Seventy thousand… Another fifty… And here,” I muttered under my breath, taking a sip of cold tea. “What does this […]
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