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“You’re pathetic, Vitya! You wanted to play the nice guy for everyone at my expense? No. I’ve had enough!” Lena came home late—again, just like she had been doing for the past six months. Her meeting with investors had dragged on until eight, then came the traffic, and after that she still had to stop … Read more

“If you’re going to give me ultimatums, then I’m leaving,” she said—Marina was done being submissive. Marina stood at the window, staring down into a drab February courtyard. The snow had already turned black, beaten into dirty slush that the janitors kept scraping off the asphalt with no real success. From the kitchen she could … Read more

When Marina stepped into the director’s office, her heart was hammering as if she were taking her very first exam again. But she wasn’t scared—she was buzzing with anticipation. She knew they hadn’t summoned her for no reason. For the last six months she’d been running on fumes: two major projects delivered ahead of schedule, … Read more

Marina first felt that something was wrong the day she noticed Igor hiding his phone. He did it so smoothly it looked almost automatic—the screen would go dark the instant she walked into the room. Five years earlier, when they’d just married, he left his phone anywhere: on the kitchen table, on the couch, even … Read more

Lera sat on the floor in the small room, moving baby clothes from one box to another. The eighth month of pregnancy was making itself known—her back throbbed, her feet were swollen—but she didn’t want to stop once she’d begun. Tiny bunny-print bodysuits, soft swaddles, rattles—everything was scattered around her, waiting for its time. The … Read more

Olga was driving along the usual streets when a message from her mother-in-law popped up: “Olechka, don’t forget to help this month—the utility bills went up.” It didn’t even annoy her anymore. After five years of marriage, those texts had become background noise. She would just send the money and keep living her life. Dmitry, … Read more

“Just look at how she moves—would you? Light as a feather. It’s actually pleasant to watch. And what do we have here? A crash and a bang like a freight train shunting through the kitchen.” Sergey stood at the window, pulling the lace curtain aside and openly admiring the yard next door. On the perfectly … Read more

Ksenia woke to the sound of water running. Outside, it was barely dawn—March pressed its dull gray light through the curtains. The space beside her in bed was empty; Denis was already up. She stretched, yawned, and got up at an unhurried pace. The shower roared in the bathroom—he was clearly getting ready for work. … Read more

“Put the box down. Right now!” Olya’s voice jumped into a shriek—something she didn’t even expect from herself. Her hands trembled, but she locked her grip around the doorframe, blocking the way to the bedroom. Anna Viktorovna—a bulky woman with a tight chemical perm the color of overripe eggplant—froze with a cardboard box in her … Read more

I dropped the last tomato into the bowl and heard Marya Ivanovna start talking again — in that tone people use when they’re explaining something “obvious” to someone they consider slow. “Seryozha, you really should’ve looked for a better wife. You’re my golden boy.” Sergei sat opposite me, buried in his newspaper. He shrugged. Didn’t … Read more