“The apartment is in her name?! You’re the head of the family! She’s deceiving you!” his mother shouted indignantly.

Nina stood at the stove, mechanically stirring the vegetable stew. Saturday. Another Saturday. The day when a little hurricane named Timofey burst into their apartment — Eduard’s six-year-old son from his first marriage. “Nina, did you buy those chocolates I asked for, for Timosha?” Eduard did not even look up from his tablet. “No, I […]

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“Congratulations! You’ve just lost your bride, the apartment, and the last scraps of my respect!” I threw the wedding ring out the window.

“Nadya, sign it now. The ceremony starts in twenty minutes.” I was standing in front of the mirror in the small bridal room, where the air smelled of hairspray, someone else’s perfume, and fresh roses. Outside the window, July rain was beating softly against the glass, thin streams running down the pane. On the windowsill […]

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