“That woman of yours changed the PIN on the card—I can’t buy anything!” the mother-in-law complained to her son… But what he answered…

“And just imagine: I walk into an appliance store, pick out a vacuum cleaner, go up to the register—and the card doesn’t work!” Eleonora Viktorovna was telling the story indignantly, waving her hands; her voice trembled with genuine offense. “I entered the PIN three times and it kept saying ‘incorrect’! Your Sofia changed the PIN […]

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«Your fiancé is dead — and you’ll marry another! Accept it!» her mother screamed. And a week later she herself fell to her knees…

Sofia couldn’t find peace from the very break of dawn. Her heart clenched with anxiety, and her fingers aimlessly sifted through the contents of an old jewelry box. She turned the whole room upside down, looked into every corner, but the small pendant so dear to her heart had vanished without a trace. That trinket […]

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— Since you’re so sure I’m a whore, then why don’t you tell everyone here who your son really belongs to! After all, you’re the one who blurted it out to me!

“Since you’re so sure I’m a whore, why don’t you tell everyone here who your son really belongs to? Because you yourself let it slip to me!” Dmitry’s voice was quiet, almost pleading. He stood in the middle of the room already dressed in his formal suit, nervously smoothing an impeccably tied tie. Svetlana didn’t […]

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A woman expecting twins was on her way to have an abortion, but on the way she met an elderly woman who didn’t have money for the fare.

Anna felt—without the slightest exaggeration—like the luckiest woman on the planet. In just twelve months her reality had changed so much that the past seemed like a hazy, alien dream. Only a year ago her life had been subject to the will of a relative with whom she lived. That woman had turned her niece’s […]

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Pack your things and get out of his apartment,” my mother-in-law declared when I refused to take out a loan in my name…

“Pack your things and vacate his apartment,” declared my mother-in-law when I refused to take out a loan in my name… Nastya pulled the sleeves of her sweater down, trying to get warm. The apartment was chilly—the radiators were barely lukewarm. A dim autumn light seeped through the window, raindrops slowly sliding down the glass. […]

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