“I’ll leave the apartment to you. Just don’t make a scene. We’re getting divorced—you should be happy. Rejoice,” Arthur declared proudly and went to pack his things.
— I’ll leave the apartment to you. Just don’t make a scene. We’re getting divorced—you should be happy. Rejoice,” Arthur declared proudly and went to pack his things. Valentina stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her earrings. Four years together—and every time before a family celebration, she still felt nervous as if it […]
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