Maria set the grocery bags on the kitchen table and started putting everything away—vegetables into the refrigerator, grains into the cupboard, cleaning supplies under the sink. Just another ordinary weekday evening. In the next room Dmitry sat in front of the TV, scrolling through news on his phone. He didn’t seem to notice his wife, … Read more
Galina gripped the steering wheel so tightly her knuckles turned white. Snow pelted the windshield of their old Niva, and the wipers could barely cope with the wet clumps sticking to the glass. “Shouldn’t we at least call the neighbors?” Ivan asked yet again, glancing at his wife. “Let them know we’re on our way.” … Read more
— You insulted my brother’s wife! Seriously—was it so hard to share some suit? Is it really that valuable? — Yes, it is, — Tanya answered evenly. — It’s an expensive suit. And I don’t remember you ever buying me clothes so you could shame me about them. Besides, Liza went digging through my things … Read more
Irina stood by the window, watching autumn leaves drift and spin in the air. The apartment felt roomier without Dmitry—without his things, his presence, his constant dissatisfaction. Six months earlier, he had packed a suitcase and left for his secretary, Valentina. “This apartment will be enough for you,” he’d said then, putting on a show … Read more
Olga slowly stirred her morning coffee, enjoying the silence. For the first time in three years of marriage, she could eat breakfast without Dima’s usual grumbling about traffic or his comments about her “way too strong” coffee. A week without her husband had passed in a blink—she’d rewatched her favorite films, reread books she loved, … Read more
Svetlana stood in front of a door she knew by heart, fingers sifting through the keys in her purse. Something felt off immediately—the lock had clearly been changed. She frowned and double-checked the number. No, she wasn’t mistaken: third floor, apartment twenty-seven. The same place where she had lived through eight years of marriage. “Igor … Read more
Olesya stood in front of the mirror in a bright, snow‑white dress, straightening her veil with shaky fingers. Her heart was thudding so loudly it felt as if the whole room could hear it. Today she would become Andrey’s wife—and step into his family. “You’re absolutely gorgeous,” her friend whispered while fastening the buttons down … Read more
Nataliya heard the familiar voice in the stairwell even before the doorbell rang. Larisa Nikolaevna always spoke at full volume, as if the entire building had a right to know what was going on in her son’s marriage. Her voice bounced off the concrete walls, mixing with the sharp clack of heels on the steps. … Read more
The sun had only just begun to reach into the cramped kitchen of a typical two-bedroom apartment—one Tanya had bought with a mortgage three years earlier. Winter kept pushing in through the windows, but the radiators worked faithfully, filling the place with a steady, cozy heat. Tanya sat with a mug of coffee, sorting through … Read more
Three years earlier, everything began with a fall. Lyuda’s mother-in-law, Antonina Semyonovna, slipped at home and fractured her hip. A call from the hospital in the dead of night. Panic. Paperwork. Endless waiting rooms and doctor queues. Lyuda bounced between her job and the hospital halls, while her husband, Viktor, only sighed and kept repeating … Read more