The night was unusually dark, and Elena couldn’t sleep. A sudden creak at the door made her freeze. She glanced at the clock—it was three in the morning. Who could come at such an hour? Through the silence, short, neat knocks were heard. Elena held her breath and tiptoed to the door, trying not to … Read more
When the phone rang in the dead of night, Lena felt a cold wave of fear run across her skin. An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen, but a strange premonition made her answer. On the other end of the line came the muffled voice of her lifelong friend, Lera. Panic laced Lera’s voice, and … Read more
Lately, Valentina had been extremely unlucky. Absolutely everything seemed to be against her. Her husband left her for another woman, and she couldn’t recover for a month, never even suspecting that such a thing could happen to her. Eventually, she survived, burying the pain inside herself, having trusted him as she trusted herself. Just when … Read more
You’ll come running to me in a week begging me to come back.” “Don’t flatter yourself!” Larisa smirked, once again amazed by her husband’s overconfidence. Since his youth, Vadim Gordeev had been distinguished by his excessive self-love, often overestimating his abilities. Perhaps that’s why Larisa had chosen him as a husband; she likely wouldn’t have … Read more
Mom, why does Uncle Vanya come to visit us so often?” Artem pondered as he idly stirred his spoon in his soup bowl. “Because he’s kind and helps us while Dad is on shift,” Olga felt her voice tremble treacherously. The old washing machine hummed noisily in the bathroom, drowning out the awkward silence. Olga … Read more
No guests!” Viktor barked, glaring at his wife, “I want no one here. Katya, look at yourself, what have you become? You’re eating enough for three, you look like a shapeless heap. Again you’ll gather your friends, and you’ll demolish a two-week supply of food in one evening? No celebrations! Lately, Katya had been feeling … Read more
Outside the windows of a two-story house, a January blizzard was howling. Tatyana stood at the panoramic living room window, watching as snowflakes slowly covered the garden paths. The house had come to her after her divorce—her ex-husband insisted that she and her son live there, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. … Read more
This apartment doesn’t belong to you! Sooner or later, it will belong to my little girl!” the stepmother said, poking Natalya in the chest. “I will do everything to make it happen as soon as possible. You can be sure of that.” Natalya was beaming with happiness. She had finally married the man she loved. … Read more
Eva was cleaning the living room when she suddenly heard the shrill, angry voice of the young lady of the house, where she had been working as a maid for the past two months. She froze and, holding her breath, listened to the tense conversation between Alla and her husband. “Yura, my earrings are gone!” … Read more
Anya categorically did not understand why this man was in their house. She always wanted her mother to get married and be happy, but not with him. The girl sat on the sofa, pretending to read a book, while keeping an eye on Arthur. He had just woken up and was now moving around the … Read more