The key turned in the lock with that nasty crunch, as if they were opening not a door, but a coffin. No one was there to greet them. No one turned on the light. The apartment smelled of mothballs, boiled chicken, and someone else’s life. And of silence — the kind in which you can […]
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Nastya did not open the door right away. She stood there with the keys in her hand, as if she did not recognize the doorbell. Her coat was wet, the umbrella was covered in droplets, and the handle on the bag of milk was torn. The evening was coming to an end; the stairwell already […]
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Yulia sat in a café across from work, mechanically stirring her cold coffee. Her colleague Marina nervously twisted a napkin in her hands. “Listen, there’s something… It’s awkward to say, but aren’t you renting out an apartment?” “What?” Yulia raised her eyebrows in confusion. “No, my one-room apartment is empty. Why?” “It’s just strange…” Marina […]
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“Listen, Galya, I’ve been thinking. This isn’t right. We’ve been together for five years, and the apartment is still registered in your name. So tomorrow we’re going to the notary, and you’ll transfer a share to me. I’m a man. I’m the master of this house. I’m embarrassed in front of the guys that I’m […]
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“What is this?” Svetlana froze in the kitchen doorway, her whitening fingers still clenched around the handle of the shopping bag. The bag with kefir and a loaf of Darnitsky bread hit the floor with a dull thud when she finally let go of the load, but even that sound did not make the man […]
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“Yegor told me that you’re planning to expand the family. And as a mother, I can’t help but be happy about that. But I’m very concerned about the legal side of the matter. You live together, you’re planning a child, and yet the apartment is registered only in your name. That, Verochka, is wrong and […]
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“My dears!” Svetlana Grigoryevna wailed, pressing a handkerchief to her eyes. “You are all sitting here, enjoying yourselves, eating caviar… while I… I am standing on the edge of an abyss! And because of whom? Because of my own daughter!” Veronika’s life resembled a perfectly calibrated, complex mechanism in which every part was in […]
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“Tomorrow is the banquet. I hope you’ll make yourself look presentable and stop acting like an offended victim. My mother already suspects things aren’t smooth between us because I came to their place a couple of times in wrinkled clothes. Try to live up to the status of being my wife.” Alena carefully adjusted the […]
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“Oh, Seryozha! Yulia and I have already planned everything here! She wrote it all down. She’s such a good girl, even if she’s a little strange.” Yulia sat in front of a wide monitor, her fingers flying over the keyboard at incredible speed, occasionally switching to the mouse. On the screen, as if by magic, […]
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“That’s it, we’re going tomorrow!” Kirill entered the apartment looking as if he had just won a tender to build a bridge. “Mom called. She says we haven’t all gathered together in ages. Aunt Vera and Uncle Vasya are coming too. Lida, buy some meat for shashlik, about three kilos, no less. Pork neck. You […]
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