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— Natasha, my daughter, where do you plan to live now? — Angelika Viktorovna, Natasha’s mother-in-law, approached her daughter-in-law. Natasha was still reeling from her husband’s funeral, so she didn’t immediately understand her mother-in-law’s question. She was absentmindedly putting leftover candies from the memorial into a container.

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— Natasha, daughter, where do you plan to live now? — Angelica Viktorovna, Natasha’s mother-in-law, approached her daughter-in-law. Natasha was still reeling from her husband’s funeral and did not immediately understand the question. She was mechanically packing leftover candies from the memorial into a container. — Sorry, what? — Where do you plan to live … Read more

Noticing a little girl by her daughter’s grave, the old woman slowly approached her… And suddenly, as she got closer, she recoiled in horror.

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Old Anna Petrovna regularly came to the cemetery to visit the grave of her daughter Marina—the only person she had lost too soon. This day was no different from the others: a gray autumn haze hung over the earth, a cool wind blew, and the silence was broken only by the rustling of falling leaves. … Read more

My husband left for a young woman, but after 3 years he returned. And at home he saw something he did not expect

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The clink of crystal shattered the silence of the kitchen. Marina slowly lowered her hands into the sink, feeling the shards of the glass—gifted on their twentieth wedding anniversary—pierce the pads of her fingers. “Are you ready to go?” Her voice sounded unusually even, as if it belonged to someone else. Vladimir stood frozen in … Read more

— “You are way too poor for our circle,” said my sister-in-law, not knowing that I had bought the company where she works as a secretary.

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— Misha, tell your wife to turn the music down, — his sister Marina’s voice barely hid her irritation. — Mom’s got a headache because of your… well, how do you call it… avant-garde. I lowered the volume. Not because Marina asked me to, but because of my mother-in-law, who was already pressing a finger … Read more

Wife is a vegetable. Enough prolonging her suffering.” The husband pleaded with the doctor. But suddenly the wife disappeared from the ward.

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Grigory nervously paced around his spacious room, furnished with tasteless, aggressive luxury — the kind he adored and his wife Marina despised. But now the interior was deeply indifferent to him. A scheme kept spinning in his mind — a perfect plan, as he thought, capable of making him the sole and complete owner of … Read more

— This is my home, even if your name is on some papers, — declared my mother-in-law, rearranging the furniture while I was at work.

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Karina ran her finger over the smooth surface of the keys to their new apartment. The shiny metal reflected the evening light coming through the window of the real estate agency. The wedding was in three days, and she was preparing the most important surprise of her life. “Congratulations on the purchase,” the realtor smiled, … Read more

I’m not giving you the money from the sale of my premarital apartment!” I shouted, hiding the phone behind my back.

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How much longer, Nastya?” Vitaly grimaced, staring at the macaroni and cheese. “Every day it’s the same. Pasta, buckwheat, pasta again. I’m sick of looking at it.” Anastasia placed another portion on his plate and gently patted his shoulder. “Vitalik, just a little longer. Next month my salary will be reviewed.” Vitaly irritably jerked his … Read more

Husband Hired a Caregiver for His Dying Wife and Left for His Mistress. When He Returned, He Didn’t Recognize His Own Home

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Ruslan sat opposite the elderly woman, staring intently at her face, as if hoping to find a clue or justification for his actions. But in her eyes, he saw only silent, calm observation — the gaze of a person who had lived a life not without bitterness, but with dignity. And at that moment, Ruslan … Read more