— Mom, are you going on the night shift again today? — Katya asked, looking at her mother. — Yes, my dear. Just you and Yura don’t get into trouble, okay? — Marina gently stroked her daughter’s hand. — Of course, we’ll behave, but you hardly ever rest, — Katya persisted. — Maybe you could … Read more
— Dear guests, I have a special gift for my husband’s birthday, — Svetlana pulled a small box out of her bag, and her mother-in-law’s face turned green with anger. — Shame! Aren’t you ashamed, you promiscuous woman?! — Galina Arkadyevna burst out. The guests fell silent. A hush fell over the table… Svetlana’s husband … Read more
A young and beautiful woman sat in her cozy office, thoughtfully staring ahead. Alena Kirillova slowly turned her head toward the mirror on the desk. As always — flawless. But under her eyes was fatigue, and no wonder: the last deal had been difficult. However, it ended successfully. Yet Alena’s thoughts were far from business. … Read more
The phone burst into a ringtone at five in the morning. Ira jerked awake, nearly falling off the bed, and automatically reached for the bedside table. Through the pre-dawn haze in her head, one thought broke through: “Don’t wake Misha.” Her husband was asleep, turned toward the wall, his steady breathing undisturbed—neither war nor flood … Read more
“Ir, how much longer?” Kirill’s deliberately calm voice, though tinged with barely concealed nervous trembling, cut through the cozy evening silence. Irina, sitting in a deep armchair under the floor lamp, didn’t immediately lift her eyes from the stack of bills and advertising brochures she had just taken out of the mailbox and was sorting … Read more
The blood froze in my veins when I heard the click of the lock on our front door. It was her again — without warning, without a call, like a ghost from the past materializing in my new life. No matter what I did, no matter how hard I tried to set boundaries — Galina … Read more
— I thought we had discussed everything, Nikita! — Kristina crossed her arms and leaned her hip against the kitchen table. — Your daughter visits, but she does not live with us! — She’ll just stay for a couple of days! — Nikita didn’t look her in the eyes, instead burying his face in his … Read more
Misha, pour me some more tea,” I asked without taking my eyes off the laptop. Numbers were flashing on the screen — the daily revenue of my store. A good figure. Very good. Five years ago, I couldn’t have even dreamed of such money. “Anya, you’re working late again,” Misha said, placing a steaming cup … Read more
She entered the hall filled with the hum of voices, the clinking of dishes, and the shuffling of waiters between tables. Everything around was buzzing—as if the restaurant were a living creature, pulsing in time with the clock. And she—a quiet shadow amid the chaos. She wore a simple dress without any fancy patterns, her … Read more
Why are you so gloomy?” Ira looked into Sergey’s eyes. “Nothing.” He answered curtly. “Come on, I can see you’re not yourself! Sergey, what happened?” Irina asked insistently. “I got fired.” Sergey grabbed his head with his hands and leaned his elbows on the tabletop. Sergey had long been afraid of getting fired, and his … Read more