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I planned Pavel’s and my anniversary evening down to the tiniest detail. Twenty years together is no joke, and I wanted the celebration to feel truly special. A small restaurant with a summer terrace, just ten guests—our closest friends and our kids. Our son Kirill came in from St. Petersburg, where he was studying at … Read more

The notary closed the folder of documents, and the sharp snap of it landed in the silent office like a gunshot. Marina felt her husband’s hand stiffen on her shoulder. She raised her eyes and met her mother-in-law’s gaze. Galina Petrovna sat opposite them, arms folded tightly across her chest, a faint, triumphant smile flickering … Read more

Raisa Petrovna walked into her son’s apartment without knocking, using her own key. The first thing she noticed was a couple of pillows tossed across the couch and a throw blanket crumpled on the floor. “Another disaster!” she announced loudly, deliberately raising her voice so her daughter-in-law would hear from the bedroom. “Imagine that—she’s home … Read more

“You won’t believe what your mother pulled this time!” Marina stormed into the bedroom, squeezing her phone so hard her knuckles went white. Her husband, Pavel, slowly lifted his eyes from the laptop. A familiar wave of weariness crossed his face—the same one that appeared whenever Nadezhda Petrovna came up. Marina knew that expression by … Read more

Karina was standing at the stove, stirring a vegetable stew, when she heard the familiar rattle of keys in the lock. Anton had come back from work—like always, closer to nine at night. She didn’t even turn her head, just kept moving the wooden spoon through the pan, mechanically. “Hey,” her husband grunted, walking past … Read more

Svetlana stood at the stove, stirring the sauce for pasta. Viktor, sprawled on the couch in the living room, was flipping through TV channels, tossing his socks here and there like it was a sport. In two years of living together, she’d grown used to his habit of leaving his things all over the apartment … Read more

Zoya stood frozen in the entryway, her handbag clenched in her hand. Anton was at the door, rolling the car keys between his fingers, refusing to meet her eyes. They were supposed to go to Marina’s birthday party—Zoya’s best friend since their university days. Marina’s country house was about thirty kilometers away, and taking the … Read more

Stepan set the last box on the table and straightened up. He had bought perfume from a French boutique, an Italian silk scarf, and a gift certificate for spa treatments at an upscale salon. He’d planned his mother’s birthday ahead of time—saved money for three months and chose each item with special care. “Mom… did … Read more

Tikhon stood in the middle of the living room with his hands buried in his trouser pockets. A familiar half-smile hovered on his lips—the one Larisa used to mistake for charm, but now recognized as nothing more than a smug mask. — Are you serious? — Larisa slowly set the glass of water onto the … Read more

Lyudmila froze in the doorway, a suitcase clenched in her hand. The woman facing her—Evdokia Markovna—stood with her arms spread, as if she could physically block the entire space. — I don’t have to explain anything to you, — the young woman said quietly, fighting to keep her composure. — Arkady knows about my decision. … Read more