The wife placed a voice recorder on her husband when he went on another “fishing trip” with an overnight stay.

Dina shook her housecoat, jumped into her slippers on bare feet, and dashed out of the building, trying to catch up with her husband. “Pasha, come back! Where are you going?” she cried out, almost in tears. Pavel irritably responded over his shoulder: “I can’t stand being around you right now, I’m going fishing!” “You … Read more

Let’s give him up for adoption… The man stood in the hospital’s reception area, his shoulders slumped.

A man stood in the reception area of the maternity hospital, shoulders slumped. He held no flowers in his hands, unlike what is typical when greeting new mothers with babies. His cracked and chewed lips were tightly pressed together. This was not how Ignat had imagined meeting his long-awaited heir. Oh, not like this! He … Read more

Varya arrived at her mother-in-law’s house 30 minutes early and accidentally overheard words from her husband that changed everything.

Varya stopped her car near a familiar house and looked at her watch. Thirty minutes early—she had arrived too soon. “No big deal,” she thought, “My mother-in-law is always happy to see me.” She adjusted her hair in the rearview mirror and stepped out of the car, holding a box with a cake. It was … Read more

And how long will this freeloader continue to live it up at our expense? She’s been here three months, eating wine and red caviar.

Vera, stop already,” Igor snapped irritably, pushing away his unfinished bowl of borscht. “How long can you keep making scenes over this? Anya is our guest. She’ll be leaving soon.” “Guest?” she snorted disdainfully. “She’s been ‘guesting’ here for three months already. She bought a three-thousand-ruble bottle of wine, slathered caviar on her sandwich, and … Read more

Daughter, please give me at least one bun,” her voice sounded quietly, almost pleadingly. “I haven’t eaten for two days.”

The frosty morning was particularly chilly. The street, shrouded in gray clouds, was permeated with a cold that made it seem like even the buildings were shivering. Marina Alekseyevna hurriedly wrapped herself in her old wool scarf, which had long since lost its original color. She appeared to be about seventy, but life’s hardships and … Read more

Orphanage poverty!” — the mother-in-law and husband threw these words in Sveta’s face. But how bitterly they would regret this later.

Can one find happiness if their childhood was spent within the walls of an orphanage? This question haunts many… Sveta was only thirteen when fate struck a terrible blow—her parents died in a car accident. Relatives? They just turned away. But the girl… She was special: smart, beautiful, well-mannered, and healthy. It’s no wonder that … Read more