— You know, dear, Mom is right. You’re a freeloader, go get a job! — Ilya barked at his stunned wife. Then he slammed the table so hard that a spoon jumped at the edge. Svetlana froze. She had no idea what to say to him. In her head, a mess of hurt, anger, and […]
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Anya, get up. Mom’s pipes need painting, I bought the paint,” Kirill’s voice, brisk and annoyingly businesslike, broke the morning silence of the bedroom. He stood in the doorway, already dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, radiating the scent of shower gel and self-satisfaction. A bunch of keys swung in his hand as if he […]
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In a quiet but harsh orphanage, hidden among gray brick walls and rare rays of sunlight, two boys were always called brothers. Andrey and Yura — not by blood, but by heart. From early childhood, from their very first steps and swaddling clothes, they were inseparable, like two halves of a whole. Their friendship needed […]
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Sunlight, filtering softly through the sheer curtains, gently fell upon a photograph in a silver frame—a snapshot frozen with the smile of a woman whose life was cut far too short. Vlad sat in his chair, motionless like a statue, silently gazing at Valya’s face. His eyes no longer wept, but inside, everything tightened as […]
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Tatiana stood at the threshold of her home, unable to believe her eyes — her mother-in-law, Valentina Pavlovna, was holding the keys to her apartment. “What does this mean?” Her voice trembled with outrage. “It means exactly that, dear,” her mother-in-law said smugly, shaking the bunch of keys. “Now this house belongs to me by […]
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