“Listen, are you even sane? I’m telling you in plain Russian — I’m busy tonight!” Oksana went still at the stove, the wooden spoon frozen halfway over the pot. She didn’t turn around. She already knew — it was pointless. “I only asked what time you’d be—” “Don’t boss me around, got it? I’ll stay … Read more
“Shut your mouth already! I’m tired of your whining!” Egor snarled, flinging his phone onto the sofa so hard it bounced once and thudded onto the floor. Outside, snow was coming down in thick, lazy clumps, sticking to the windowpanes and turning the city into a smeared white blur. The apartment reeked of burnt oil … Read more
“Do you remember this document? You were the one who insisted we sign it five years ago. You said it would protect our interests,” she said calmly, looking her husband straight in the eyes. “Clause Seven is particularly interesting. In the event of marital infidelity, everything acquired during the marriage goes to the wronged party,” … Read more
— You didn’t fix the brakes on my car, even though you took the money for the service… and instead you bought yourself new fishing rods? You sent me out in a car without proper brakes on black ice? — the wife asked quietly, holding the inspection report from an independent mechanic. The sheet in … Read more
“Mash, what are you stuck out there for? Come on in — just be careful, sideways, sideways! Don’t knock over the crate with the ‘Bull’s Heart’ tomatoes. That’s a premium variety; I barely dragged it up to the fifth floor!” Pavel’s voice rang out from somewhere deep inside the apartment, unnaturally upbeat, edged with new, … Read more
“Are you deaf or what? I’ve said it three times already—get up!” Vitalik’s voice didn’t simply echo through the bedroom; it bored into Olga’s fevered mind like a dull, rusted drill bit. Each word pulsed in her temples, sharp and relentless. The thin blade of light slicing through the heavy curtains felt blinding, scorching her … Read more
The jam stain on Marina’s beloved white rug wouldn’t come out. She’d bought practically “half” the cleaning aisle, hunting for something—anything—that could save her precious favorite. But every attempt failed. She flung the rag across the room, dropped onto the floor, and began to cry. “Don’t take it so hard,” Vadim tried to calm his … Read more
“Well, look who finally decided to show up—the lady of the house,” Galina Petrovna’s voice grated against Alice’s nerves like Styrofoam dragged across glass. Her mother-in-law stood in the middle of the living room, thick hands planted firmly on her wide hips, staring at Alice not like the apartment’s owner but like a careless maid … Read more
“And this hunk of meat,” the voice remarked, “I see isn’t cooked properly at all. Blood on the plate is a one-way ticket to parasites, Zhanna. Or did you decide that since you don’t cook at home, you can poison yourself here with whatever you feel like?” Zhanna froze with her fork lifted to her … Read more
I’ve always believed money isn’t the most important thing in a marriage. Trust is. Understanding. The willingness to show up for each other when things get hard. But the moment your husband starts blowing your salary on who-knows-what, you start seeing the world a little differently. It began six months ago, when Andrey got laid … Read more