“So I’m supposed to pay off the loan, right? And the car goes to your mistress, right? How lovely,” Irina thought

 “Irina Viktorovna, we’ve got another incident at School No. 7. The shop teacher drank the machines away and wrote them off as ‘obsolete’,” the young secretary said, placing a folder on the polished desk. “Not ‘drank away’—‘lost due to negligence,’ Lenočka. Learn to phrase it so a person can be fired with a lifetime stain, … Read more

Tell Olya that you’re helping me at the dacha, but actually go to the sea with Kira,” she overheard when she returned from work…

 Ol, is yours on a business trip again?” – Pavel, a colleague, caught up with Olga as she was heading to the bus stop. – “Maybe we can sit in a cafe? Have your favorite cocoa, talk a bit, since it’s always just ‘hello, goodbye.’” “Sorry, Pash, I can’t today. Ignat promised he’d be home … Read more

Sister Stole Husband. Retribution”

 Sweetie, take Lenochka with you to the south,” the mother asked her older daughter to take her younger sister on the trip. “Mom, your Lenochka behaves too boldly. Besides, I’m going with my husband, why do I need an extra woman there?” Vika snapped. “But you are sisters. And you are older, you should help … Read more

At first, everyone giggled at the girl when she was fired, and then they cried.

Lately, Valentina had been extremely unlucky. Absolutely everything seemed to be against her. Her husband left her for another woman, and she couldn’t recover for a month, never even suspecting that such a thing could happen to her. Eventually, she survived, burying the pain inside herself, having trusted him as she trusted herself. Just when … Read more

— A once-in-a-lifetime chance: the husband went to the sea, leaving his immobile wife to care for her mother-in-law.

 So, the surgery is necessary?” Konstantin looked at his wife. Ulyana was clearly agitated and couldn’t make a decision. On one hand, the situation required urgent action; on the other, she was afraid to leave her husband and mother-in-law. “Maybe we should postpone it? At least for a month?” “You know I got a quota. … Read more

In her dream, her parents warned her daughter, pointing to an old house. The dream that revealed such details made her uneasy.

 Returning from work, Marina witnessed a young man trying to snatch a woman’s purse. He was subdued and taken to the police station. There, she gave a statement and was soon released, asked to stay in town to later testify in court as a witness. Finally, Marina crossed the threshold of her apartment. For a … Read more

If arrogance could be converted into electricity, my husband could power a small metropolis right now

 If grandstanding could be turned into electricity, my husband would be powering a small metropolis right now. Stas invited everyone over “for a simple Saturday dinner”—said he missed them, wanted a warm family get-together. And I actually bought it: I set the table, put the main dish out, lined up the plates. Then I understood … Read more

Your daughter is a burden! Put her in an orphanage, and I’ll take her room and live with you!” the mother-in-law barked.

  Irina stood at the kitchen window, watching October leaves whirl in the air before dropping onto the wet asphalt. Ten-year-old Katya was fussing with her homework at the table, glancing at her mother now and then in the hope of getting help with math. “Mom, how do I solve this one?” the girl asked, … Read more

“The party was a success,” my mother-in-law whispered with satisfaction when I ran from the table in tears

 Olga woke up early, when dawn was only beginning to wash the sky outside. February twenty-sixth. Her birthday. Twenty-eight. It should have been a reason to celebrate, yet a strange unease had settled in her chest and wouldn’t let her breathe freely. Maksim was snoring beside her, sprawled across half of their narrow bed. Olga … Read more

“You’ve got a decent apartment,” his son’s fiancée said casually. “Will you manage to move out by the end of the month?”

  The spoonful of soup froze halfway to Pavel Yegorovich’s mouth. Lidiya Semyonovna slowly set the bread box down on the table, and a crust of dark rye slipped from her fingers. Artyom felt the blood drain from his face. “You’ve got a pretty good place,” Marfa repeated, taking in the cramped dining area of … Read more