✔️ “Your income? Forget it. As long as I’m the one earning money, I make the decisions,” Dima said. Anya forgot—his name, his address, and his phone number. And she never thought of him again.
“Dima, look, my hands are trembling with excitement,” Anya said, placing a sheet of calculations in front of him. “I got my first big order. An entire collection of hand-painted plates for one house. This is my money—my first real money.” “Uh-huh.” He did not look up from his dinner. “And how much of this […]
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