Returned to my parents’ house after 15 years, and found out: all this time I lived like a poor person, not knowing I was a wealthy heiress
“Anna Mikhailovna, your father… he this morning…” Lyudmila Ivanovna’s voice trembled. I gripped the phone so tightly that my knuckles turned white. “What’s wrong with him?” I asked, surprised at how unfamiliar my own voice sounded. “His heart gave out. Mikhail Petrovich passed away in his sleep.” Fifteen years. Fifteen years had passed since I […]
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