“Are you suggesting I give away what I worked seven years for? Are you out of your mind?” Svetlana looked at her husband as if she were seeing him for the first time. In her eyes there was less anger than bewilderment. Andrey drummed his fingers nervously on the tabletop. His patience was running out […]
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— Three hundred thousand rubles for some nonsense! — Galina Mikhailovna’s voice trembled with outrage as she burst into the apartment without knocking. — I just ran into the neighbor—she told me everything! Larisa froze, a cup of tea in her hands. A Saturday morning that had started so peacefully turned into a battlefield in […]
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Yana heard the familiar notification sound on her phone and glanced at the screen. A transfer from her parents had arrived at exactly nine in the morning, as usual. Thirty thousand rubles—the familiar amount her mother and father sent every month. “Your parents sent money? Great, then we’ll buy my sister a phone,” her husband […]
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The scrape of a key in the lock sounded at the exact moment I finished arranging the vases with the chrysanthemums I’d just bought. Autumn flowers filled the apartment with a special scent—sharp, slightly bitter, the kind that brings back memories of walks through the park with fallen leaves rustling underfoot. I wasn’t expecting visitors. […]
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Katya stood by the window, gripping a cup of coffee that had already gone cold. Behind her, pages rustled—Sergey was flipping through the newspaper, pretending not to notice how tense she was. “We’ll move in with Mom, and we’ll give the apartment to my brother,” he finally said without looking up from the news. “He’s […]
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Nadya was wiping her hands on her apron when the doorbell rang. The third time that day. First the mailman, then some electrician who’d gotten lost. “Misha, the door!” she shouted toward the living room. No answer. He’d cranked the TV up again—ever since retirement, had he gone completely deaf or what? Nadya walked to […]
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Are you serious?” Vera froze, unable to believe her ears. “Repeat what you just said.” “You heard me perfectly well,” Dima said, nervously drumming his fingers on the table. “Mom is really upset about your behavior. This is the only way to make up for it.” Vera took a deep breath, trying to calm down. […]
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— Are you serious? — Liza stopped in the kitchen doorway, staring at the sink piled with dirty dishes. — Anton, you promised you’d at least wash the plates. — I’m tired, — her husband muttered without looking up from his phone. He was sprawled on the living-room couch, feet propped on the armrest. — […]
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On the stairwell landing, she ran into her neighbor—old Nina. “Oh, Lyudochka! Suitcases? Where are you off to?” “On a business trip,” Lyuda muttered, squeezing past. “A business trip, huh? Then why’s your Misha been prowling around with that blonde? Third day in a row I’ve seen her!” “None of your business!” “Oh-oh, look at […]
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“Who the hell are you?” Alla stared, bewildered, at the striking young blonde. The blonde was wearing Alla’s favorite white robe. “Why the hell are you wearing my robe? Who are you, anyway? What are you doing in my house?” Alla clenched her handbag and glared at the woman with hatred. It was finally sinking […]
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