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“I don’t care that your precious sister has financial problems again! I’m done bailing her out and cleaning up her messes! Let her figure it out herself and finally get a job!”

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— Katya, urgent! I need money. Fifty thousand. By tonight. Slava burst into the apartment without taking off his jacket or shoes, leaving wet traces of melted street snow on the clean laminate. The hallway instantly filled with the smell of cold synthetic fabric and tension. Ekaterina didn’t even turn her head. She was sitting … Read more

— I said I’m going to sell your second apartment, so I will! So, my dear, shut your mouth and sign it over to me the easy way! Or you’ll regret it.

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— I’ve found a buyer. For your one-room apartment. The words landed on the kitchen table along with a thin folder made of cheap plastic. The slap was quiet but definitive, like the crack of a starter pistol. Larisa didn’t flinch. The knife in her hand, which had been methodically slicing a juicy stalk of … Read more

“No! You will never be the one in charge here! This is MY apartment! It was given to me! And you’re just… merely my husband here, which means you’re nobody.”

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— “I told your sister not to come today. The guys are coming over—we’ll play poker.” The morning was perfect. The kind that happen only in a new apartment, when the smell of fresh paint hasn’t fully faded and the sunbeams, slipping through perfectly clean glass, seem especially bright and full of promise. Liza sat … Read more

“I need to talk,” he said, standing in the doorway. There was uncertainty in his eyes, a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand.

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“I need to talk,” he said, standing in the doorway. Uncertainty in his eyes, a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand. Alisa didn’t move. She just looked at him—long, slow. “You walked out that door yourself, and now you want to come back like nothing happened?” He stepped into the kitchen and sat down. … Read more

Tatiana set the heavy bags down on the hallway floor. Her back ached after a long day at work. She slipped off her shoes and massaged her aching feet. The sound of footsteps coming from the bedroom made her look up.

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Tatiana set the heavy bags on the floor in the hallway. Her back ached after a long day at work. The girl took off her shoes and massaged her sore feet. The sound of footsteps from the bedroom made her lift her head. — Tanya, why isn’t dinner ready yet? — Nikolai’s displeased voice cut … Read more

An orphan who spent her childhood in an orphanage had finally managed to get a job as a waitress in one of the city’s most prestigious restaurants.

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“Girl, do you even realize what you’ve done?!” Semen barked, brandishing a ladle like a weapon. “Soup on the floor, the customer’s soaked, and you’re just standing there like a statue!” Alyona’s gaze dropped to the dark stain spreading across the man’s expensive suit. Her stomach knotted. This was it—her job was over. Six months … Read more

“My new wife and I have nowhere to live, let us stay at the dacha,” my ex asked. I let him. Then I called the police and filed a report for breaking and entering.

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“Recognize the voice?” — the voice on the other end of the line was nauseatingly familiar. Soft, ingratiating — the same one that had once promised me forever. I stayed silent, staring at the frost patterns on the windowpane. A call from my ex-husband, Dmitry, after nearly two years of complete silence — that couldn’t … Read more

— And will your mother be paying for our wedding, since she’s decided to invite so many guests? No! Then she’d better sit quietly and keep her mouth shut.

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Who is this?” Sonya’s voice was even, almost indifferent, but Artyom flinched as if struck. He stood in the middle of their small kitchen, where only a minute ago the air had been filled with the warmth of almost-domestic bliss. Spread across the table in a fan were samples of wedding invitations—cream-colored card with gold … Read more