“You won’t get a single part of my apartment!” I hissed at my husband, catching him with his secretary in our home.
Maria’s white dress flowed over her figure in waves of expensive silk. She stood before the mirror, unable to believe her happiness. Today she was marrying Ivan. The very same Vanya who, three years ago, had literally saved her from loneliness. “Mashechka, are you ready?” her mother peeked into the room, her eyes glistening suspiciously. […]
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