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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

Petrovna did not want to give the keys to Lyuda and her daughters. Oh, how she did not want to, sensing it was a bad idea, knowing her sister’s natural arrogance and greediness, but once again, the aging woman gave in and bent: she was afraid of hurting her sister’s feelings.

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Vasily, already pressing the gas pedal to the floor, was rushing along the highway to his dacha. He had just turned onto a secondary road, and then onto a country lane. Vasya remembered this road — every pothole, every turn, even that crooked birch tree along the roadside. His father always thought about his own … Read more

Rudolf Ivanovich was by no means a poor man; quite the opposite — he was very wealthy. No, he didn’t consider himself rich personally, but owning a factory with several workshops each 600 square meters and distributing his products all over Russia and the CIS countries spoke volumes.

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Once again, Rudolf came home from work and literally did not recognize his wife: he hadn’t seen anything like this since he was a child. Svetka, his neighbor in the village where little Rudik used to visit in summer, had bees. And one bee had stung Svetka on her lower lip, causing it to swell … Read more

“My son doesn’t need a wife from the trash!” — my mother-in-law offered me money to leave… But what I did in response made her burn with shame!

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— How much do you need? Don’t be shy. I’m ready to offer a decent sum if you leave my son alone. You don’t need much, right? You’re happy with any money from the trash — enough to feed all your friends a tasty dinner, rent yourself something cheap for a couple of months, and … Read more