You signed, and now the property belongs to me.” The husband smirked arrogantly, confident that he had outsmarted his wife.
The twilight of October gently enveloped the city as I set the table for dinner. The familiar cups with worn edges, the old embroidered tablecloth — everything in this kitchen had remained unchanged for the past three decades. Viktor entered, carefully closing the door behind him. The warm October evening prompted him to roll up … Read more