We’ll put the apartment in Irka’s name, and you and the kids can stay at my mom’s for now,” said my husband, without looking up from his phone.
So here’s what I was thinking… Let’s give the apartment to Irka. And we’ll crash at your mother’s place for a while,” Vitaliy said without looking up from his phone, poking at his cutlet with a fork. Olga froze with her cup of tea halfway to her lips. Outside, the rain was drumming against the […]
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