“Yes, I took the apartment. Yes, by will. No, that doesn’t mean I owe you anything!”
When Adelaida Ignatovna burst into the apartment dragging one wheeled suitcase, and behind it a second one following by inertia, Victoria was sitting in the kitchen eating cottage cheese with honey. The cottage cheese was farm-made, expensive, from the market — she was trying. Adel, as Victoria secretly called her, gave her a quick glance […]
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