Sit down and don’t yap, don’t embarrass me!” — hissed the son to his mother, the cleaning lady, just before meeting his wealthy fiancée. Two years later, he himself would turn to dust for her.

— And just imagine, this cleaning lady left dirty streaks on the huge windows! Such negligence is intolerable! — Ninell Bronislavovna, the mother of Denis’s future bride, exclaimed indignantly, her voice sharply cutting through the silence of the upscale restaurant. The chandeliers, sparkling like ice, reflected in the crystal glasses, the violin played a quiet […]

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— Glashka, do you want to get married?

— Glashka, do you want to get married? — Are you planning to marry me? — Glafira snapped, brushing off the hand of the cheeky Mishka Zotkin. He just laughed loudly, grinning broadly, clearly showing his interest in her voluptuous figure. — So, you agree? — Mishka tried to come closer again. — Let’s go […]

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She took the blame for her son and went to prison… And upon being released on parole, she found out that her own blood had sold the house, thrown her out on the street, and now lives like a king!

Vera Sergeyevna stopped at the familiar gate as if rooted to the ground. Suddenly, her strength left her—she had run, it seemed, without seeing the road, like a madwoman, jumping off the bus as soon as it stopped, and rushed through the autumn wind that cut to the bone. Her heart pounded in her chest […]

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The old woman from apartment twenty-three was hated by the entire building. Nobody knew her first name or patronymic, and frankly, no one cared.

The old woman from apartment 23 had long become a legend throughout the entire building. Not in a good way, of course — rather, she belonged to those dreadful everyday nightmares whispered about on the stair landings, sighed over near the mailboxes, and grumbled about while drinking tea with neighbors. Most people didn’t even know […]

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You are just HUMILIATING my parents!» — The Bride’s Hysteria, the Groom’s Silence, and a Scandal That Made the Guests Leave Before the Cake

— We are giving you half a million rubles, — Dmitry announced, and his voice rolled through the banquet hall like a triumphant fanfare. Applause erupted instantly, like sparks from a fire; someone even gasped with delight. The guests exchanged glances, their eyes shining with approval, and the air was charged with a light festive […]

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