Month: July 2025

43-year-old Tatyana Alexandrovna Lomakina, clutching two giant bags in her hands, was slowly and laboriously climbing the stairs to the fourth floor, step by step. Her legs trembled, her back ached, her breath was short, and, as if mocking her, the elevator was once again out of order. But, as the saying goes, your own … Read more

“Kirill, dear, you absolutely must keep an eye on your wife,” Tamara Igorevna said dryly, with a note of icy rage in her voice, not even bothering to look at me. Instead, she meticulously examined her gloves as if the key to understanding everything in the world was hidden in them. “We are not in … Read more

I truly never thought the day would come when I would be so utterly exhausted by life itself. Like a squeezed lemon, I lie in bed in the mornings, barely able to open my eyes, as if invisible strings are pulling them down. I sleep—as if like a bear in its den—for ten hours straight, … Read more

When she entered the central bank, no one paid any attention to her. Among the crowd of business people in strict suits, carrying briefcases, important documents, and confident looks, the girl in a cheap dress and worn shoes looked out of place — like a shadow accidentally wandering into the world of light. The security … Read more

Anna Pavlovna didn’t just drop the cup — it was as if she shattered a fragile shard of the past that seemed to have long ceased to exist. The porcelain crashed with a deafening clang into hundreds of sharp fragments scattered across the faded linoleum, like traces of former luxury, long dulled and lost its … Read more

“What are you wearing?” Gleb said with disgust, slowly and contemptuously looking over his wife from head to toe. “You look like some market hag! Do you even realize that we are now people of status?” Each word struck Irina like a whip’s lash. “People of status”… She looked at her husband but did not … Read more

On the way home, Liza stopped by a store. After filling her basket with everything she needed, she headed to the shelves with alcohol. She and her husband hadn’t had a romantic evening with a bottle of light wine for a long time. They used to often sit late into the night, discussing everything under … Read more

The evening, rich with the scents of freshness, hung in the air after a brief but fierce summer rain. The city, washed to a shine, seemed to breathe more deeply, absorbing the spicy, almost electric smell of ozone. Drops still tapped on the windowsills, the asphalt steamed, giving off the warmth of the day, and … Read more

— Petya, are you in your right mind? — Vera stared at her husband with wide eyes. — How could you?! You actually came up with something like that! Forgive me, but I’m starting to doubt you have any common sense. — And what did you expect? — he answered defiantly. — Our son doesn’t … Read more

Sometimes love doesn’t break against the stormy cliffs of betrayal or the icy rocks of indifference, but against the invisible barrier of family ties woven through years of upbringing. That evening, when those words came from the phone screen, I finally understood that all this time I had been just a temporary guest in my … Read more