The enormous mansion was silent. It wasn’t just big—it was bottomless, like a lake on a moonlit night. Silence hid within its ivy-clad walls—dense, heavy, like a velvet curtain. In that silence lived a single person. His name was Arkady Petrovich. He had everything money could buy, and none of the things that come freely, […]
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Yura was born ordinary, but Anya immediately sensed that something was wrong with her son. She would look into his dim infant eyes and fail to find something essential that ought to be there if everything was all right. Her fear wasn’t unfounded—seventeen years of living under the same roof with a sister who couldn’t […]
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— How can this be, San Sanych? Pashka’s been your favorite grandson his whole life! And now this kind of twist at your age? Has something snapped? — fumed Pashka’s father and, at the same time, San Sanych’s son-in-law, Sergei Ivanych. — And what exactly doesn’t suit you, Seryozha? — San Sanych looked over the […]
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The wife, who had been with her husband from the very beginning—back when he didn’t have money even for new jeans and dinner on the table was often just pasta with processed cheese—decided she would not so easily hand over her husband and the family business to that greedy woman. Recently, Grigory informed his wife […]
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— That sour stuff again? Len, are you pouring vinegar into the borscht or what? I’ve told you a hundred times—my mother’s was sweet, rich. And this? Beet water. And sour, too.” Pavel pushed the plate away with disgust, and the scrape of china against the tablecloth cut Lena more sharply than any shout. She […]
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Eleonora slowly put down the book she’d been reading on the balcony. The spring air was cool, but pleasant after a stuffy winter. She looked at her husband standing in the doorway. Svyatoslav looked determined—too determined for a Saturday morning. “What did you say?” she asked, hoping she’d misheard. “We’re going to sell your apartment […]
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Sofya stepped into the entryway, pressing her phone to her ear. Bright May sunlight streamed through the window, flooding the pale parquet floors she had so carefully chosen four years earlier. “Yes, Mom, we’re fine. Misha’s working late, and I just got home,” Sofya tossed her keys onto the console and froze when she saw […]
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“You know what, darling? Mom’s right. You’re a freeloader—go get a job!” Ilya barked at his stunned wife, slamming the table so hard a spoon at the edge jumped. Svetlana froze. She had no idea what to say. A hot mash of hurt, anger, and bewilderment boiled in her head. Freeloader. She was the one […]
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Anya Karpenko jolted awake at half past six to the bang of the front door. Igor had slipped out the way he always did—no kiss, no goodbye, just the blunt punctuation of a life shared in silence. She rolled onto her other side, pressed her face into the pillow, and tried to drift back under. […]
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For a long time I lied to myself. I acted as if life were still ticking along in its usual groove—same routines, nothing changing, just a bad dream I’d eventually wake from. I refused to accept that Sergey had really betrayed me. And not some careless fling, either—he was involved. With her. The woman who […]
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