You’ll transfer half of the property to me if you want to become my son’s wife,” the future mother-in-law stated coldly. “Can you imagine? I still can’t believe it!
Can you believe it, I still can’t believe it!” Angela stirred sugar in her cappuccino cup, oblivious to the slowly settling foam. “Just two months… In two months, I’ll be a wife.” Nadezhda smiled, watching her friend. Their favorite coffee shop on the corner of Sadovaya Street had been their meeting spot for the last … Read more