Part I. Shadows in the Hallway The smell of rosin and cheap tobacco had eaten into the upholstery of the armchairs, soaked into the heavy curtains, and even seemed to have seeped into the spines of the old books on the shelves. Zoya, sitting in her corner and grading term papers, grimaced. That smell had […]
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Part 1. The Glass Tower of Illusions Ulyana loved silence. For a screenwriter who created worlds out of the chaos of thoughts, silence was not merely the absence of sound, but a canvas. In their spacious apartment, which she had bought two years before meeting Eduard, the panoramic windows faced the sunset side of the […]
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That evening, Marina came to the restaurant as if she were attending someone else’s wedding — everything was beautiful, everyone was dressed up, yet inside she felt a dull, heavy mistrust. Lev, her husband, walked beside her confidently: a construction foreman, the kind of man who could convince concrete itself to set straight on a […]
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“We’re taking the study, and you’ll move into the small room,” Alyona said, placing a sheet of paper with a drawn house plan in front of Zoya Pavlovna. “And no hard feelings. You’re busy with the housework here anyway, so keep doing that. Young people need space.” The table immediately grew uncomfortable. Kirill buried his […]
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“We’re taking the study, and you’ll move into the small room,” Alyona said, placing a sheet of paper with a drawn house plan in front of Zoya Pavlovna. “And no hard feelings. You’re busy with the housework here anyway, so keep doing that. Young people need space.” The table immediately grew uncomfortable. Kirill buried his […]
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“Vadim, do you hear me? I’m telling you, that sound is driving me crazy. It’s like someone is scraping inside it. Metal against metal. Whirr-whirr. And the worst part is, it only happens on the second speed!” The voice on the phone trembled, breaking into shrill notes. “Mom, please calm down. It’s just a fan. […]
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