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Finding out that her son was being humiliated at school, the orderly, on the advice of a lawyer, hid a “listening device” in his backpack…

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“Dima, come have breakfast!” Katya called to her son, setting a plate with golden pancakes on the table, a small bowl of thick jam, and cups of steaming tea. The ten-year-old boy, as usual in a downcast mood, slowly entered the kitchen, sat down on a chair, and looked gloomily at his mother. “Mum, can … Read more

Someone else’s blood can never be your own.

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Nika stood by the window, thoughtfully looking out into the yard, holding a cup of tea in her hands, long since cold. Outside the glass, ordinary life was bustling: children were playing on the playground, and their mothers sat on benches, absorbed in their own affairs. Some chatted nonstop, some buried their faces in their … Read more

Refused to pick up his wife from the maternity hospital after learning she gave birth to a daughter, not a son. Years later, a chance meeting changed everything…

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Anna stood by the gray, peeling doors of the maternity hospital, like a figure carved from stone — motionless, compressed inside by the weight of loneliness. In her arms, she tightly held newborn Svetka, wrapped in a thin blue blanket that seemed too bright for this gloomy night. Blue — the color they had so … Read more

She was walking to the river to get rid of the child… But the old woman with the cane said THREE WORDS to her — and everything changed.

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A snow-white veil, pure and fragile like a cloth just taken from an ancient loom, wrapped the earth. The frosty air trembled in the pre-dawn silence, and the sky above — muffled, ink-black, as if smeared with thick shadows of past sins — was slow to release the new day into the light. Along the … Read more

— Where are you going with the suitcase? And who will take care of us now?! — my husband protested, noticing my determined look.

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Victoria woke up at half past six—as always, without an alarm or delays. Outside the window, a gray strip of dawn was barely visible, and the house already demanded attention. The coffee maker started as usual, filling the kitchen with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The woman mechanically took out three cups: for herself, … Read more

My mother is threatening to take our apartment away if we don’t let her come to the dacha,” my husband confessed to me, and I got seriously angry.

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I was standing by the kitchen window, mechanically stirring the borscht when Andrey came back from his mother’s. I immediately saw from his face—the conversation hadn’t gone the way we hoped. He went to the table, sat down, rested his elbows on the countertop, and rubbed his temples. “Well?” I asked, although I already guessed … Read more

As soon as I inherited, they all came back: my ex and my mother-in-law. But I only wanted one thing — to get revenge.

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Lena stood by the window of her empty apartment and looked out at the yard where her children used to play. Now Misha was twenty years old, working in St. Petersburg, and Katya was eighteen, studying at university. The apartment seemed huge and uncomfortable without their laughter, without the constant running around, without the pile … Read more

I transferred your trip voucher to my sister, and you can sunbathe at the dacha,” my husband stunned me with his audacity, but in the end, I actually benefited.

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Anna placed the last blouse into a beautiful new suitcase and smiled contentedly. The long-awaited trip to Turkey was very close now—only a week left. She was already imagining the warm sea, golden sand, and cocktails at sunset. Sergey was also in high spirits, constantly studying guidebooks and making plans for each day of their … Read more