— Haven’t you moved out yet? — the husband asked coldly. — You’re alone, no kids. Free the apartment for me and her…

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“Ugh, I’ve got no strength left,” the beauty exhaled. Anfisa had spent the whole day at her brother Taras’s place. His wife, Larisa, had recently given birth to a lovely little girl, Alina, but had taken to bed herself. The caring sister-in-law took over the baby chores. Her three-month-old niece instantly won her aunt’s heart. … Read more

— “How dare you get pregnant?” the ex-husband asked his wife indignantly.

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“So you’re choosing your pride over our family?” Marina slammed the medical report down on the table. “How lovely—now you’re going to blackmail me?” Viktor smirked. “Very original.” “Vitya, it’s just a procedure! Millions of couples do it!” “Millions of idiots jump off bridges—should I jump too?” Three months earlier, Marina sat in the doctor’s … Read more

My husband called me a pauper in front of our guests—but there was something he didn’t know.

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This story begins with an ordinary celebration that turned into a fateful event. Sometimes a single careless phrase can completely change people’s lives. What will someone feel who publicly humiliated another when they learn the truth? I invite you to plunge into this gripping story with an unexpected ending. It was one of those evenings … Read more

You’re nothing without me,” my husband declared. But a year later, in my office, he was begging me for a job.

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“Without me you’re nothing, Anna. Remember that well,” Igor threw the last of his clothes into the suitcase and yanked the zipper shut. His words sliced through the apartment’s half-light like a cold blade. Anna stood in the doorway, clenching her fists until they hurt. She was silent—not out of fear, but from a strange … Read more

— Decided to leave? — the husband laughed spitefully and watched his wife pack her things. — And don’t you dare come back!

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— “Well, look at that—our culinary star oversalted it again!” Igor theatrically pushed his plate away. “Mom, just look. Marina, have you ever in your life eaten normal chicken? Or have you always been satisfied with these experiments?” — “Igoryok is right,” Valentina Sergeyevna pursed her lips. “Marina, dear, I told you yesterday—the chicken needs … Read more

— “What do you mean we can’t kiss—we’re husband and wife?” Marina asked Aunt Klava indignantly.

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“Marina has been sleeping in the living room for the third month! The third month, Igor!” a woman’s voice trembled with anger. “She’s your wife, and you say nothing!” “Mom, stop…” “No, you stop! Your wife is not a servant!” Two hours before that conversation, Marina was standing at the stove, stirring soup. Klavdia Petrovna, … Read more

After his fiancée’s funeral, he couldn’t find a place for himself. He loved his dear one, and the wedding was just two weeks away, but an unhinged truck driver took her life in an instant.

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“Soon we’ll get to the finishing work. It’s almost done,” my husband said to me that evening as we were getting ready for bed. “So that means the renovation is next, and that’s it?” I rubbed cream into my hands, working it into my fingers and wrists. “Yes. Hard to believe, right?” Arkady settled in … Read more

Be patient—your wifey will finish building the house for us, and then you can leave,” I read in my mother-in-law’s letter.

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“We’ll start on the finishing work soon. We’ve almost completed it,” my husband told me in the evening as we were getting ready for bed. “So the renovation is soon, and that’s that?” I said, rubbing cream into my hands and wrists. “Yes. Hard to believe, isn’t it?” Arkady settled in more comfortably, pulling up … Read more

I’ll send my wife on vacation, and while she’s away I’ll sell her apartment—I’ve already found buyers.” — I overheard my husband saying this.

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He just used me. It’s like my eyes finally opened. Why didn’t I notice anything before? I was probably too naive. I trusted people too much. Now I’ll be more cautious. For some reason I thought something like this could happen to anyone—just not to me. But no: it turns out no one is safe. … Read more

— “My parents are not going to lock horns with your mom and your sister! They’re above that cheap squabbling,” I told my husband

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Ekaterina was setting the table, trying to make everything look perfect. Today was Dmitry’s thirty-fifth birthday—a milestone—and for the first time in a long while both families were getting together. The crystal glasses her mother had given them for their wedding took pride of place beside the porcelain dinner set. “Katya, maybe we shouldn’t have … Read more