Month: August 2025

— So you’re from the village? We thought you were a city girl. Well then, wait up, I have a special drink for you for the celebration—you’ll definitely like it! — said Mark Ivanych and ran off to the pantry, jingling bottles. — What’s that? — Tatiana didn’t quite understand all the fuss from Ivanych, […]

The first phone call from Sveta caught Irina by surprise. Her sister-in-law never called just like that—usually, their communication was limited to holiday greetings and rare meetings at family gatherings. But that June evening, when Irina was washing the dishes after dinner and Andrey was watching the news, the phone rang insistently. “Andryusha, hi,” Sveta’s […]

— In an hour, your sister will arrive with her husband and children, so pack your things and leave. — What do you mean — leave? Mom, where are we supposed to go at night? — Anton even stammered in surprise. — Oh, come up with something! I don’t care at all: I need to […]

Watching the last departing guests, Yulia sat in the gazebo of the country house waiting for Kirill to return—now no longer a fiancé, but her lawful husband. Their modest but homely cozy wedding, attended only by relatives and closest friends, went exactly as Yulia had planned. With one exception: at the height of the celebration, […]

— Take off your boots and go straight to the bathroom. Don’t bring that street dirt into my kitchen. Irina’s voice was even and cold, like the tile underfoot, meeting Andrey right at the door. He had just finished a twelve-hour night shift, his body aching from exhaustion, and in his head, the monotonous drone […]

“Mom is moving in tomorrow,” Kirill said, eagerly putting a piece of roasted chicken into his mouth. He said it as casually as if reporting the weather forecast for the next day. There was not a hint of doubt or question in his voice, only the statement of a fact wrapped in the self-satisfied complacency […]

— Oh Lord, empty again! Olga slammed the refrigerator door shut and sighed heavily. Her husband’s salary had vanished in less than a week. How much longer could they keep saving? Sergey didn’t seem like a spendthrift, they had no big loans, yet money was always tight. — What’s going on, Ol? — her mother-in-law’s […]

Svetlana stood by the stove, silently stirring the soup. Steam from the pot hit her face, and her eyes stung not only from the onions. She no longer heard exactly what her husband was saying — the usual tone, the usual intonation: irritation, dissatisfaction, reproach. Lately, Vadim seemed to be looking for any excuse to […]