— “Want to be the boss? Then earn your own car!” I said when he tried to dispose of my inheritance.
Ksenia slowly ran her hand over the old wallpaper. She had spent her childhood in this apartment—her grandmother often invited her over, taught her to cook, told stories from her life. Now these walls held only memories—Grandma had passed away six months ago. “Still sitting in this wreck?” Mikhail’s voice pulled Ksenia from her thoughts. […]
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