You will live with the child in the shed, and I will hand the house over entirely to my sister!” declared the husband as he stepped over the threshold of the house.

— Do you really think I built all of this only to hand it over to strangers?” Alexey scanned the room as if only now noticing every little detail in the house we had built together. “— I never imagined our home would become a battleground for quarrels,” I replied softly, shrugging my shoulders. The … Read more

— You always forgave me everything! So what have you done now? — Ignat shouted at her with an unfamiliar expression.

— You always forgave me for everything! So what have you done now? — Ignat shouted at her with a stranger’s face. — Forgave? No. I trusted you… — Nastya whispered with one lip, watching in confusion as the slender stranger slowly pulled a short dress—more like a T-shirt—over her flexible body. Nastya stopped breathing; … Read more

— Are we going somewhere? — Ira asked in surprise, entering the room and noticing how Maxim was packing his things into a bag

Are we going somewhere?” Ira asked in surprise when she walked into the room and saw Maxim packing his things. She had just returned from work, and he hadn’t warned her about anything. “Maybe he wants to surprise me?” “No, we’re not going anywhere,” Maxim replied without even turning his head. “I’m leaving you.” “I … Read more

“We’re getting married,” the stepmother bragged with a ring, planning to get rid of Vera and coming up with a plan. But she didn’t think about the most important thing and miscalculated.

Kristina had dreamed since childhood of marrying a wealthy man, so when she started working at an elite fitness club, she immediately realized that the owner, Dmitry, was someone she needed to “take control of.” Dmitry was twenty-five years older than Kristina and came to the gym more for the “checklist” than anything else, but … Read more

“I’m not a restaurant, and this is not a buffet,” the hostess gave a stern reply to the guests.

Anna rearranged the figurines on the shelf, wiping the dust off with her sleeve. Every Friday, she performed her ritual of a deep cleaning—whether guests were coming or not. Cleanliness had become a habit, one that turned into an obsession. At fifty-eight, she felt that control over her home was the last thing that truly … Read more

— If you tell anyone the truth, they’ll send me to jail, — Maria whispered to her son, looking around fearfully. — Say you fell in the hallway.

— “If you spill the truth, they’ll lock me up,” Maria whispered to her son, looking around fearfully. “Mishenka, say that I fell in the entrance. I was running, tried to skip a step, and crashed down! Tell them that Senya found you and brought you home. And don’t even think about tarnishing Senya’s name! … Read more