— Mom, if I hear one more nasty word from you about my wife, I don’t care that you’re my mother! I’ll knock you right in the face so hard you won’t know what hit you!

Styop, maybe we shouldn’t go today? I could say I’m not feeling well,” Alina nervously tugged at the corner of the tablecloth, avoiding her husband’s eyes. Stepan stepped over to his wife and gently took her hand. “Alinka, we’ve already talked this through. If you turn down every Sunday dinner at my mother’s, she’ll only … Read more

— I built this house with my own hands! And now you want me to give it to your mother? — I couldn’t believe the absurdity of his request.

Lera, not those blueprints again! My mom already made the decision,” Dmitry waved dismissively without even glancing at the plans laid out on the table. Valeria sighed and let her hands fall to her sides. Yet another attempt to convince her husband had failed. An architect with honors, she sat before the project of their … Read more

— Quite the spacious apartment you’ve bought. So, when are we moving in? — said her mother-in-law with a hint of suggestion.

Ulyana slowly ran her hand along the freshly painted wall. The empty room was filling with the soft glow of the evening sun, casting long shadows on the perfectly smooth floor. This was their child’s room. Still empty, but already theirs. A warmth spread through her body. Five years. A full five years of her … Read more

Your mother will be living in your apartment instead of your daughter!” the husband squealed. “And get rid of that little flirt!”

Vera absentmindedly poured coffee into a large mug and froze, staring out the window. Spring had been strange this year: snow, then rain, then sudden warmth that made city flowerbeds bloom with tulips too early—only to be followed by another cold snap. She rubbed her shoulders as if trying to warm up, even though the … Read more

You signed, and now the property belongs to me.” The husband smirked arrogantly, confident that he had outsmarted his wife.

The twilight of October gently enveloped the city as I set the table for dinner. The familiar cups with worn edges, the old embroidered tablecloth — everything in this kitchen had remained unchanged for the past three decades. Viktor entered, carefully closing the door behind him. The warm October evening prompted him to roll up … Read more

Get out of here and take your leftovers with you,” the daughter-in-law snapped at her brazen sister-in-law.

Ulya, how could you forget to buy olives? Mom loves them in the salad!” Anya exclaimed, dramatically sighing while waving the grocery bag. Ulyana just sighed, wiping her hands with a kitchen towel. The sun was setting outside, casting the last rays over the well-kept garden of their country house. The holiday dinner was supposed … Read more

— Ninochka, you know… I never would have thought that your son would choose some rootless girl to marry! — said Polina Anatolyevna, sipping a cup of fragrant jasmine tea.

Ninochka, you know… I would have never thought that your son would choose some unknown girl to marry!” said Polina Anatolyevna, taking a sip of fragrant jasmine tea. “Don’t rub salt in my wounds. This wedding will not happen! My son will realize how wrong he is and will cancel everything,” Nina Vasilyevna declared confidently, … Read more