“Katya, has Sasha told you yet?” the mother-in-law rattled off. “Listen! There will be forty people. So we’ll start cooking at night. I’ll come ahead of time, at six in the evening the day before.”

— Katya, has Sasha told you yet? — the mother-in-law rattled off. — Look! There’ll be forty people. So we’ll start cooking at night. I’ll come early, at six in the evening the day before. — What? At night? — the daughter-in-law smirked. — No, I didn’t sign up for that. — Oh, hold on. […]

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“Your father would have wanted you to share with your brothers and sisters,” my mother said, trying to secure her children’s future at my expense.

Maria drove slowly along the familiar streets of her hometown. Ten years in the capital had erased many memories. She reached her mother’s apartment by GPS. The front door opened before Maria had time to ring. Her mother stood on the threshold—older, tired. “So you finally came,” Galina Petrovna said dryly. “Come in.” Maria stepped […]

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“That is not my child,” the millionaire said, and ordered his wife to take the baby and leave. If only he had known.

“Who is this?” Sergey Alexandrovich asked, voice cold as steel, the moment Anna stepped over the threshold with a newborn bundled against her chest. There was no gladness, no wonder—only a flint of irritation. “Do you honestly expect me to accept this?” He had come home from yet another weeks-long business trip: contracts, meetings, flights—his […]

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A poor boy watched a polished stranger hurl a writhing sack into the river—what he pulled from the water would change everything.

May draped the park in mellow gold. On the grass sat Lyova and Misha—matching school trousers, blue shirts, knees grass-stained—while a shaggy Alabai sprawled beside them at full puppy stretch. Rex’s nose was wet, his eyes uncannily gentle. “Watch this,” Lyova said, grinning as he held out his hand. “Rex, paw!” The pup sprang up, […]

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“Pack your junk and get out to the dormitory. I’m living here now,” laughed the husband’s mistress. But when she came to the notary, she screamed…

The door slammed so hard that a ringing rolled through the apartment, as if the wind of someone else’s fate had burst into the house. On the doormat there were traces—thin heels, the scent of expensive perfume, eyes full of laughter, only not hers, not the ones she knew. “Pack your things and go to […]

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“I demand that you take me in!” — declared the mother to her son, with whom she hadn’t spoken in eight years.

Andrey slowly climbed the stairs to Yelizaveta Sergeyevna’s apartment. His mother’s friend had been calling for three days straight, insisting on a meeting. “A son’s duty”—those words had been etched into his memory since childhood. “Come in, don’t just stand at the door,” his mother’s voice carried its usual authority. “See what you’ve done to […]

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“My ex said, ‘We’ve got nowhere to live with my new wife, let us stay at your summer house.’ I let them in… then I called the police and filed a report for breaking and entering.”

“— Found out? — the voice on the phone was sickeningly familiar. Soft, insinuating, the very one that once promised me forever. I stayed silent, staring at the frost patterns on the windowpane. A call from my ex-husband, Dmitry, after almost two years of near-forgetting — nothing good could come of it. It was always […]

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