“Think you’re the mistress here? Only I can make decisions in this place!” the husband snapped when she forbade him from housing his relatives in her apartment.
Yana turned the key in the lock and let out a sigh of relief. Finally home. Behind her was another exhausting day at the office, where clients demanded the impossible and management pressed with deadlines. Her two-room apartment greeted her with its usual order and silence—everything lay exactly where it was supposed to. She kicked … Read more