Mom, how am I supposed to explain this to her?” Roman sighed. “You know how hard it is to confess something like this when your heart drops to your feet from fear.” Elena Ivanovna sat down on the chair opposite her son. “Let’s think it through. Vika isn’t going to recover. Everyone in her family … Read more
Mom will arrive on Saturday!” Alexey exclaimed joyfully. But Anna did not share his enthusiasm at all. She already sensed more reproaches and mockery coming her way. An unpleasant memory from her birthday resurfaced immediately – when Margarita Sergeyevna had managed to ruin the celebration. The guests had already gathered, and the mother-in-law’s reaction was … Read more
— No, Oleg. Understand one thing: I’m not selling the apartment. — But… — No “buts”! — I felt everything boiling inside. I could hardly breathe from the rage. — This is MY apartment! My only inheritance! And you want me to sell it to cover YOUR debts?! Debts you didn’t even tell me about?! … Read more
Provincial,’ that’s the first word Nastya heard from her future mother-in-law. Yes, she was from a small town, but that didn’t mean it was a backward area. There were excellent schools, even an institute and a university – it wasn’t a province at all, just a small peripheral town. Galina Viktorovna had been watching the … Read more
Marina had always been an ordinary girl, not particularly standing out among her peers. In school and play, she kept pace with everyone else. Her dreams changed with age: in kindergarten she fantasized about a beautiful doll, in the early grades—a fancy dress like her friend’s, and in the later years—about a handsome prince and … Read more
Rita began to clear an impressive pile of grimy crockery, her mood very sour. There were indeed few reasons for joy. How had she come to be in such a murky place in life? Where had her sanity gone? At first, her mental faculties were completely paralyzed by the romantic feeling that had suddenly overwhelmed … Read more
Olga barely tore herself away from the stove to wipe her hands on her apron and pick up the phone. Mikhail was calling again—this was already the second time in a row. It was clearly something important. She answered the call while simultaneously checking to see if dinner was burning. “Hi, dear, how are you?” … Read more
Mikhail Andreevich froze in the bathroom, straining to listen to the conversation beyond the wall. The partition between the kitchen and the bathroom was thin, and the voice of Artyom—the young man dating his daughter Marina—was clear: — Svetka has money stashed in the wardrobe; take it. But be careful so her mother doesn’t notice… … Read more
On the outskirts of the city, in a quiet and peaceful place, there was a small establishment called “The Corner.” This place did not strive for popularity among the trendy crowd but primarily attracted locals with its homey atmosphere. For three years now, Alina had been working there. On the eve of a new workday, … Read more
After training, Vika hurried home, having promised her husband that she would cook fish soup. When she entered the apartment, she saw her husband, Leonid, sitting in the kitchen and drinking wine. — Wow, seems like we’re in one picture then… Leonid, did you run out of patience waiting for me? Let me at least … Read more