“This is my apartment, and I’m not going to rescue people who treated me like their chauffeur and a babysitter for grown adults.”
“Alla’s calling again,” Victoria glanced sideways at the screen. “I can already feel it—something urgent. Like the cat sneezed and has to be rushed to the vet immediately, preferably through Lobnya.” She wasn’t even answering anymore. She simply sat at the kitchen table with a cup of morning coffee, wearing an old T-shirt stained with […]
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