Irina stood by the window, watching the wind scatter fallen leaves across the yard. In less than an hour, her usual Sunday routine would begin — a steady stream of her husband’s relatives filling up their once quiet, cozy apartment. She sighed deeply, smoothing the wrinkles from the new tablecloth — the fifth one she’d … Read more
mbarrassing to think about. My youth wasn’t bright, university was dull, and work felt like a never-ending routine. I never even went on dates. So it’s no surprise that I don’t have a husband. It might sound silly, but I even started keeping a journal — writing letters to myself. Today is February 5th, and … Read more
Inna gazed out the window, raindrops weaving random trails across the glass. Seventeen years together — was that a lifetime or just a fleeting blink? Every moment, every smile, every disappointment — all etched in her mind. And now, it was all unraveling like a fragile tower of cards. “We need to talk,” Alexey’s voice … Read more
Inna stood by the window, watching raindrops race down the glass, tracing random paths like tiny rivers. Seventeen years together — was that a lifetime or just a fleeting moment? She recalled every shared day, every smile, every disappointment. And now, everything was falling apart like a fragile card tower. “We need to talk,” Alexey’s … Read more
He didn’t want a weak, sick wife. Without looking back, he just walked away and found someone else. As for my third husband, I practically took him in off the street. I helped him get back on his feet, supported him in finding a job. I worked hard, giving him half my paycheck, even though … Read more
“I can’t live like this anymore, Anya,” Sergey slammed his keys down on the table, sending flour scattering like snow. I stood frozen, dough clutched in my hands. From the other room, the children fell silent, as if sensing the storm brewing. I fought to steady my breath, even as my heart pounded fiercely. I … Read more
I put three cutlets on my plate — and my husband suddenly lost his temper, telling me it was time to lose weight. We’ve been married six years and have three kids. Our oldest, Vanya, already goes to kindergarten; my daughter Dasha stays home with me, and little Seryozha is still in my arms. My … Read more
Polina carefully examined the new curtains. Light blue, with delicate floral patterns—exactly what she had envisioned for the living room. She adjusted the pleats, stepped back, and smiled at her work. — Sergey, what do you think? — Polina asked, turning to her husband, who was sitting in an armchair, absorbed in his phone. — … Read more
When Ivan returned home from work, his mother was on the balcony, tending to her flowers. She leaned over the hanging pots, carefully straightening the leaves. Her face was illuminated by a quiet, special light. “Mom, you’re like a little bee,” Ivan said as he took off his jacket, walked over to her, and put … Read more
— What’s for dinner? — Liev asked, his voice rising with irritation as he felt the anger bubbling up inside him. — Of course, you can make your own dinner, — Anna replied calmly. — You can go to the store and buy groceries, or order takeout. You have money. — Is this a strike? … Read more