Anya opened the door and saw her mother-in-law, Lyudmila Petrovna, standing in the doorway with two huge suitcases and an expression that promised nothing good. «Hello, Anya. I’ve decided to stay with you for a couple of weeks. You know, the countryside is boring, and I have some matters to attend to in the city. […]
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— And for how many days does your mother plan to stay with us?» — Nastya nervously twirled a lock of hair around her finger as she watched her husband finish tidying up the guest room, which usually served as a playroom for their three-year-old daughter, Eli. Kostya shrugged while smoothing the freshly made bed […]
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Hey, in a month we have a class reunion. You must go with me. — Vadik said, looking at his live-in partner. «— Really? And what role am I supposed to play? As a friend? A colleague? Or maybe as a roommate?» «— Oh, here we go again. If you need that notorious stamp in […]
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Today, my salary of 36,000 was transferred to my card. Anna was walking home in a good mood: “Usually it comes out to be less, but this month—with the advance—it’s over forty. The boss even issued a 5,000 bonus. That’s why at the end of the month I worked two shifts in two days,” she […]
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– Here I am! Now we’ll live together! – Hello… – So, why are you just standing there with your mouth agape? Grab the bags, show me where my room is! The mother-in-law entered Marina and Pavel’s cozy apartment as if it were her own home, leaving two huge bags by the door. She tossed […]
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Marina stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her hair. She wanted to look decent. Colleagues at work had long joked that she just waved her hand at herself. That wasn’t true. It was just that in the past few months she had neither time, energy, nor desire to take care of herself. Sergey lay […]
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— “No, just imagine! A three-room apartment in the center, renovated, with all the documents in hand. We’ll definitely pull in six or seven million,” Marina said excitedly as she paced around the room, constantly fixing her perfectly arranged light hair. — “Maybe we shouldn’t rush?” Dmitry mused, gazing out the window. “After all, Zhenya […]
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The phone buzzed with a message in complete silence, casting cold blue reflections onto the ceiling. Two in the morning. Larisa cautiously reached for the nightstand, trying not to wake her husband, but Viktor was already propped up on his elbow. “Who’s texting you at this hour?” he asked hoarsely, staring intently at his wife. […]
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— “Mama and Lyuba have already bought the tickets,” Sergey said casually, not taking his eyes off his phone. Nina froze, holding a cutting board. Every year it’s the same — her husband forces her into this situation. — “And when are they coming?” she asked, trying to speak calmly. — “On the 30th. For […]
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I struggled to wipe away the tears from my eyes as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. No, I wouldn’t allow myself to crumble. Not now. After all, this is my apartment, and no one has the right to kick me out. Who would have thought that six years of marriage with Pavel […]
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