Exactly three weeks ago, Andrey and I signed the final documents. Our house. Not a mansion, not a luxurious villa outside the city — just a cozy, neat little house with lilacs by the porch, an old wooden fence, and a shady garden. The city noise was left behind, as if we stepped out of […]
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“Marish, come quickly!” Stepan shouted from the garden, and I dropped the half-mixed dough right into the sourdough starter. I rushed out onto the porch — my husband was standing by the old apple tree. And next to him… two small children: a boy and a girl. They were sitting in the grass between the […]
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Vika was waving a printout of bank transactions in front of her husband’s face. Andrey sat at the kitchen table, staring into his phone. He wore a wrinkled T-shirt with the logo of some long-forgotten rock band, and he clearly hadn’t slept well — shadows lay under his eyes, and his stubble grew uneven patches. […]
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— You spoiled the borscht again, Ol’, — Alexey said with a barely hidden look of disgust on his face, poking at the bowl with his spoon. — Maybe it’s time to get a new fridge? Or at least cook less. — Or eat faster, — Olga muttered, not looking up from her phone. — […]
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“This can’t be…” Katya whispered, horrified as she looked at the slightly open bedroom door. She didn’t see her husband, but those unfamiliar eyes mockingly staring right at her — she would never forget them. Shock. Stupor. Complete confusion about what to do and refusal to accept the reality of what had just happened. She […]
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Girl, do you even realize what you’ve done?!” Semen shouted, waving a ladle. “Soup on the floor, the customer splashed, and you’re just standing there like a statue!” Alyona looked at the dark stain on the man’s expensive suit and felt her insides tighten. This was the end of her job. Six months of effort […]
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— Mom called. We’re moving. Pack your things today; I’ll move you tomorrow, — Lera’s husband, Pavel, informed his wife as a fact. Lera didn’t even manage to answer; he said it casually while putting on his sneakers and grabbing the car keys from the shelf. — Pasha… But… What about your job? And our […]
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How don’t you understand, we have real feelings, and you just have a habit! He told me himself that you are more of a friend to him than a wife.” The stranger pulled a handkerchief out of her tiny purse and dabbed at a tear that had formed. “My dear, am I against your real […]
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«Yul, can you imagine? Pasha and Amina are coming for the weekend!» Roma approached his girlfriend, holding his phone and smiling. «Seriously? How long has it been since we last saw them… Five years?» She smiled. «Well, there will be something to talk about.» «Yeah, they’ve wanted to get away for a long time. Pasha […]
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— What’s this? — Ira was sorting through some documents; she needed her husband’s passport, which she was searching for in his bag. But the passport «caught» something else as well. — I thought you wouldn’t find this… — muttered Andrey, blushing. That morning, Irina woke up alone. Andrey had left early — the usual […]
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