“You’re GOING to sign these papers, Olya!” Vasily shouted. “And don’t you dare cry later when I leave you for someone else!”
The TV had been humming in the living room since morning. As usual on his day off, Vasily had settled onto the couch in sweatpants, scrolling through the news on his phone with one hand and scratching his side with the other. The smell of fried onions filled the apartment. I had been up since […]
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