“Your daughter has a house of her own. Go stay there with her,” Lyuda said, blocking her husband in the hallway
Lyuda woke up to a loud clatter coming from the kitchen. The digital clock showed half past six. Beside her, Igor was snoring under the blanket with his head covered. She slipped on her robe and stepped out of the bedroom. Alice was already in the kitchen, making herself completely at home. She was her […]
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