This day seemed to stretch on endlessly. Klara simply couldn’t understand why Leonid had arranged this meeting on the Embankment—the very place where they had first met. What was he up to? In the past, her husband had rarely shown a romantic streak: the most he ever did was bring her a bouquet on a … Read more
“Who’s going to roast the goose—me?” Galina Ivanovna’s voice crackled through the phone, demanding and wounded at the same time, with those familiar notes that had worked on her son for forty years straight. “My blood pressure’s been jumping for two weeks, and you want to run your own mother ragged at the stove?” Marina … Read more
My dear mother, my darling… What can I do to help you?” Alla cried. She leaned over the woman lying on a dirty sofa. “Daughter, thank you for everything,” Maria Dmitrievna replied softly, “But you’ve already done more for me than you could. See how I’ve repaid you? We now live in a dump. … Read more
Listen, Liz, I talked it over with Kostik,” Dima said, turning his phone over in his hands without looking at his wife. “He says it’s stupid to keep the apartment only in your name. What if something happens? Then I’d have to prove my rights afterward.” “What rights?” Liza froze with a towel in her … Read more
“How Dare You Sell The Plot Without My Permission?” — I Inherited A Dacha. But My Mother-In-Law Decided It Belonged To Her. 15.09.2025admin Lilya, what are you doing to those curtains?” her mother-in-law’s voice sliced through the living room’s silence. “How can you hang them like that? The pleats are coming out uneven.” Lilia froze … Read more
Alyona stood in front of the mirror in the hotel room, adjusting her veil. Two months ago she had married Dmitry Volkov, and that day had seemed the happiest of her life. The wedding was small—about thirty guests, a modest reception at a café—but everything felt heartfelt and warm. After the celebration, the newlyweds … Read more
Candles. Definitely candles. I placed them all over the table, trying to create that very atmosphere I’d been dreaming about all year. A white tablecloth, crystal glasses we’d received as a wedding gift and never once used, a bouquet of white roses in the center. Everything had to be perfect. My birthday—December twenty-third—always … Read more
— Are you sure we should go today? It’s a blizzard outside, the roads are probably buried, and honestly I’m not in a festive mood at all, Marina said as she stood by the window, watching snowflakes whirl in the streetlamp’s light and nervously tugging at the belt of her robe. Andrey, tying his tie … Read more
“Damn you!” Igor shrieked, and a white blur shot across the room—the vase with artificial daisies smashed into the wall. Glass scattered over the floor, catching the lamplight. A glittering shard skimmed Anna’s leg. She didn’t even flinch. “Have you lost your mind?!” Her voice snapped into a scream. “Kirill is sleeping!” “And what the … Read more
It was one of those gray, colorless days when the sky seemed to press the earth down with its weight. A day when even the air felt heavy, and the birds were too tired to sing. Maria, a young maid in the Lanskoy household, had just finished sweeping the marble steps at the front entrance. … Read more