“Hello, honey! I’ve got a big surprise for you! Make your signature dish for dinner!” “What happened?” Svetlana asked warily.

Hello, darling! I’ve got a big surprise for you! Make your signature dish for dinner tonight! “What happened?” Svetlana grew uneasy. “Everything’s wonderful! I’ll tell you this evening!” The call ended, and the woman looked doubtfully out the window. It was a raw, damp October. Her husband’s call didn’t lift her spirits—over twenty-five years of […]

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“‘My new wife and I have nowhere to live—let us stay at the dacha,’ my ex asked. I let them. Then I called the police and filed a breaking-and-entering report.”

“Recognize me?” — the voice on the line was nauseatingly familiar. Soft, insinuating — the very one that once promised forever. I stayed silent, staring at the frost patterns on the windowpane. A call from my ex-husband, Dmitry, after two years of almost complete oblivion — that’s never a good sign. It’s always the prelude […]

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— “…I can’t take it anymore, Sveta! My wife’s already living on nothing but pasta, and you’re asking for even more money!” Maxim mumbled to his sister.

Maksim slammed the refrigerator door and turned to his wife with a disgruntled look. “Yelena, what are these sausages for three hundred rubles a kilo? Have you lost your mind?” Yelena froze by the stove, continuing to stir the contents of the frying pan. Her fingers gripped the wooden spatula more tightly. “Maksim, there weren’t […]

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Everything we acquired in marriage is in my mother’s name, so we won’t be dividing anything,” he said, not imagining what lay ahead.

When Fyodor and Tasya got their marriage registered, there was nothing special about their life. No wealthy relatives, no dowry—just a tiny one-room apartment with peeling wallpaper and a creaky sofa that barely fit the two of them. But to Tasya, all that seemed like funny little trifles. She believed—they had everything ahead of them. […]

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