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While parking near his favorite café at lunchtime, Anton couldn’t have imagined how it would all end. Suddenly, he saw two lovers standing across the street. They hugged, then sweetly chatted, gazing into each other’s eyes as if they hadn’t met in a hundred years. “Vera?” Anton muttered in shock and automatically dialed his wife’s … Read more

— “Mom, can we call Dad on video? Let’s congratulate him!” the older daughter suggested, looking at Yulia. — “Pwease, Mommy! Me and sissy will wead a poem… and Daddy will bwing us pwesents fwom his business twip!” the little one clapped her hands. The girls adored their father and were very upset that Daddy … Read more

Olga lined up three yogurt cups — raspberry, peach, and blueberry. In that exact order. Rules are rules. The yogurts stood tightly together. Proper. Neat. The sound of a key in the lock broke the silence. Viktor had come home from work earlier than usual. “Ol, you home?” her husband peeked into the kitchen and … Read more

Vadim stepped into the conference room, as always—with that habitual, almost instinctive confidence that permeated his every movement. It was a ritual that had become second nature: an expensive suit, shoulders slightly hunched from fatigue, a gaze sliding across the details like a scanner assessing the environment. Another meeting, another deal, another step up the … Read more

Larisa had never thought of herself as weak. On the contrary—people saw her as the embodiment of prudence, cold logic, and iron will. From childhood spent within the walls of an orphanage, she learned one unshakable rule: you can only rely on yourself. No one will come to the rescue. No one will save you. … Read more

Orphaned Maria sat shivering in the notary’s office, a room as cold and lifeless as a tomb. The air pressed on her shoulders, heavy with hostility. On either side of her — like wolves circling their prey — sat Grigory, her husband, and his mistress, Lidia. He wore a smug grin, as if victory were … Read more

Arina wasn’t quiet out of shyness or loneliness. She chose quiet the way you choose to breathe—on purpose, with control. In her family, words were counted for weight, not volume. If silence could say it better, you kept your mouth shut. Her father, a former officer, believed in endurance, patience, precision. Her mother, a judo … Read more

“Katya, I’m at our parents’ apartment. The key doesn’t fit. Something wrong with the lock?” “Of course it doesn’t fit. I changed the locks. Yesterday,” she replied calmly, as if a phone call from her brother after seven years of silence was nothing unusual. Katya had long been married to Andrey. Their family life was … Read more

“Everything you see was bought on a credit card. For me and Yeseniya only,” Vika replied calmly, taking off her jacket. “You transferred half your salary to your mother again. So let her decide what you’ll have for dinner.” “Are you out of your mind?” he turned around. “She’s my mother. I have to help … Read more

“My company can pass any inspection,” Victor brushed an invisible speck of dust off his suit lapel. “I’ve built a system, Anya. Perfect. No one can find a crack in it.” He gave me that look—the condescending, smug look he’d given me for the last years of our six-year marriage. To him, I was just … Read more