Five years ago I ‘wasn’t a match’—and now that I’ve got an apartment and money, I suddenly ‘fit’?” I asked my ex-husband with a smirk.
Thirty-five thousand?!” Alexey slammed his palm on the table so sharply that the cup of lukewarm tea jumped, but didn’t spill. “Are you serious? That’s your salary? You can’t live decently on that kind of money!” Marina tightened her grip around her mug, trying not to look at her husband—because she knew that if their … Read more