The guy wanted to secretly marry the homely daughter of an oligarch. But as they walked out of the registry office, her angry father was already waiting for them.
Oleg sat at the very back desk in the stuffy lecture hall, wilting from the heat and the lecturer’s monotonous droning. May was in full swing—so were the last semester, the last lectures, the final hours before long-awaited freedom. A lazily humming fan barely pushed the warm air around; it felt more like a reminder […]
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