“We are not spouses, there is no stamp in the passport, and therefore, we have nothing to divide!” Asya snapped sharply, snatching the keys to her apartment from him.
Asya left the office at half past six, as usual. Her job as a logistics specialist at a distribution company demanded constant attention: suppliers, clients, warehouses, documents. Seventy-two thousand a month did not come easily, but Asya was used to responsibility. Four years earlier, it was that very salary that had allowed her to buy … Read more