“Why did you even check the bank statement?” my husband asked nervously, still unaware that I had already seen his late-night messages with his sister.
“I thought the payment hadn’t gone through. I opened the online banking app. And there it was… Oleg, where are the four hundred and fifty thousand rubles? That was our entire savings account. The money we were putting aside for Masha’s first year at university.” Oleg stood in the kitchen doorway, clutching a striped dish […]
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