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— Tamara Petrovna, this is the notary’s office! Open up, or we will break down the door! — a woman’s voice from the other side sounded like a hammer striking glass.

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— Tamara Petrovna, this is the notary’s office! Open up, or we will break down the door! — a female voice on the other side sounded like a hammer striking glass. Tamara Petrovna froze near the old secretary desk, her fingers tightly clutching a velvet box with photographs. There was another knock on the door, … Read more

Anna froze in the doorway, clutching her suitcase. The hallway smelled of coffee and… someone else’s perfume.

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Anna froze on the threshold, clutching the suitcase. The hallway smelled of coffee and… someone else’s perfume. Men’s slippers stood on the floor—not Sergey’s. Plaid ones, with pompoms. His style was minimalist: black, no patterns. She shifted her gaze to the coat rack. Next to his coat hung an olive-green down jacket—they didn’t have one … Read more

— My husband beat me and didn’t come to the maternity hospital; I got home on my own, shedding tears.

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“Taxi to Klenovaya, house number eight,” I shifted my son into my left arm, holding my daughter tightly with my right. The driver nodded silently, glancing in the rearview mirror. Two bundles, two discharge ribbons — one pink, one blue. Two pairs of tiny eyes looking at me with complete trust. “Is your dad meeting … Read more

— “You must vacate the apartment,” said my mother-in-law, unaware that her son had transferred all the property to me.

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The cutlery clinked against the plates with some kind of predatory greed. One of my husband’s distant relatives was already serving himself salad for the third time, loudly discussing how hard it would be now for his mother, Svetlana Borisovna. I sat at the head of the table, in Oleg’s chair, and almost physically felt … Read more

Parents BOUGHT A BRIDE for their SICK SON, but when the widow with children arrived — everything went off plan.

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Irina stood by the window of the tiny kitchen, watching her seven-year-old twins—Dima and Maksim. They were playing in the yard, and the setting sun painted the sky in soft pink hues. Their house on the city’s outskirts was plain but warm and cozy: two stories, with a small garden and an old apple tree … Read more

Husband Decided on Divorce and Demanded Wife to Vacate the Apartment — But He Ended Up on the Street

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Elena slowly flipped through the photos in the worn leather album she had carefully kept all these years. Her fingers gently touched each picture, pausing on those where Olga—her adopted daughter—genuinely smiled during school celebrations, the graduation party, her first day at university, and birthdays. Twenty years of motherhood had flown by in the blink … Read more

— We’ll sell their apartment, get ourselves a fancy place, and give them a room in a dorm! — the mother-in-law didn’t know the recorder was on.

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— Dima, look what I have on my phone, — Lena held out her smartphone to her husband, frowning. Sunlight filtered through the curtains, lighting up their cozy living room. Dima looked up from his laptop, lazily glancing at the screen filled with some unknown audio files. — Some unnamed recordings. Weird, — he shrugged. … Read more