Lena stood in front of the mirror, straightening the collar of her new blouse, and smiled at her reflection. Thirty. Soon she would turn thirty, and it wouldn’t be just a birthday—it would be a celebration of a new chapter. A month earlier she’d been offered the position of Head of Marketing. Her salary had … Read more
I didn’t notice the bank notification until around ten that night, when I was already in bed with my tablet, skimming through work messages. I must’ve overlooked it when it came in, but now it caught my eye: **“Card transaction **3847: 42,000 rubles. ‘Brilliant’ jewelry store.” I read it three times. Forty-two thousand. Jewelry. At … Read more
Lena stood by the window, staring out at the December courtyard where the streetlights were already glowing. Snow drifted down in heavy flakes, settling on the bare branches of the trees. Inside, the apartment smelled of mandarins and pine—she’d just carried home groceries for the New Year’s table. Her plan was simple: put everything away, … Read more
Lena set the kettle on and leaned against the refrigerator, eyes closed. The December evening had dragged on forever—work meeting ran late, the subway was a stampede, and at home there was nothing waiting for her except an empty fridge and the need to improvise dinner fast. A key turned in the lock. “Len, you … Read more
It all began with that phone call on a Wednesday night. I was at the counter chopping vegetables for stew when Andrey pressed the phone to his chest and, in a guilty voice, said: “Len… it’s Mom. They want to come stay with us for a bit. Aunt Valya and Uncle Sasha too. And Marina—with … Read more
Anna woke to crying. Third time that night. Without fully registering where she was or what time it was, she reached for the crib on instinct. Miron’s warm little body wriggled in her arms as he rooted for the breast, snuffling and hiccuping through tiny sobs. “Shh… shh, sweetheart,” she whispered, shifting higher on the … Read more
“You’re pathetic, Vitya! You wanted to play the nice guy for everyone at my expense? No. I’ve had enough!” Lena came home late—again, just like she had been doing for the past six months. Her meeting with investors had dragged on until eight, then came the traffic, and after that she still had to stop … Read more
“If you’re going to give me ultimatums, then I’m leaving,” she said—Marina was done being submissive. Marina stood at the window, staring down into a drab February courtyard. The snow had already turned black, beaten into dirty slush that the janitors kept scraping off the asphalt with no real success. From the kitchen she could … Read more
When Marina stepped into the director’s office, her heart was hammering as if she were taking her very first exam again. But she wasn’t scared—she was buzzing with anticipation. She knew they hadn’t summoned her for no reason. For the last six months she’d been running on fumes: two major projects delivered ahead of schedule, … Read more
Marina first felt that something was wrong the day she noticed Igor hiding his phone. He did it so smoothly it looked almost automatic—the screen would go dark the instant she walked into the room. Five years earlier, when they’d just married, he left his phone anywhere: on the kitchen table, on the couch, even … Read more