I bought the house by myself — and we will live here. Without your mother, your sister-in-law, and your niece,” Yana said, closing the door.

Yana stood in the middle of the empty apartment where her grandmother’s furniture had stood just yesterday, feeling a strange mix of sadness and excitement. The sales contract lay on the windowsill, and the new buyers would pick up the keys tomorrow. One and a half million rubles. Not much by Moscow standards, but enough […]

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The husband forgot to end the call. The wife overheard his conversation with his mother and filed for divorce the very same day.

Anna closed the last report and leaned back in her chair. The job of a financial director in her father’s family business required constant attention. At thirty-two, she had already achieved a lot. “Dad, I’m home,” Anna peeked into her father’s office. “We’ll discuss the new investments tomorrow.” “Of course, darling,” her father looked up […]

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— Why do you need a three-room apartment just for yourself? Rent it out, and you can live with me, — suggested the mother-in-law, planning to take all the income.

— I have a two-room apartment, — Valentina Petrovna frowned, stirring sugar into her cup. — But after Artem moved in with you, the apartment became so empty and cold. Olga nodded, sipping her hot tea. Steam rose above the cup, creating a light haze between the women. Her mother-in-law’s kitchen always seemed dark but […]

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Swap apartments temporarily with my daughter! She just had a son!” — the mother-in-law “forgot” that temporarily means forever

Marina was slowly wiping the glass surface of the dining table when she heard the familiar sound of keys in the lock. Ilya had come home from work earlier than usual. She straightened up, fixed her hair, and greeted her husband with a smile. “Hi, dear,” she said, approaching him. “How was your day?” “Fine,” […]

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— There are three rooms in the house; you’ll give one to my daughter, — my mother-in-law dictated the disposition of my property.

Kristina pressed herself against Oleg’s shoulder, looking at the massive door of their new apartment. The keys in her husband’s hands trembled with excitement. The three-room apartment in the city center now belonged to them. “I can’t believe Aunt Lida left me such an inheritance,” she whispered, her voice barely trembling with joy. “She always […]

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