Автор: MARAL

— If you consider me a burden, then the joint budget will end, and from now on everyone will live on their own money, said Júlia in a completely calm voice

The cold, damp grayness of an early March evening settled over the city like a heavy blanket as Olga returned home from work, exhausted after another long day.

The second thing I noticed was that the garage was completely empty, as if someone had methodically erased an important piece of my life from it, leaving

“Leave my house before five o’clock. Let’s see how you survive with that baby without me.” Hector Luján said those words with a smile, right after the

Morning on the day of my sister-in-law’s wedding carried a strange tension within it, although at that time I could not have explained exactly why I felt

Breakfast began with scrambled eggs, but for Anna this morning was long no longer just a simple meal, but a repetitive, almost mechanical ritual in which

“‘My pension is my personal money for rest, and you are still working, so you pay the utilities and the food!’ Viktor declared, leaning back comfortably

— Well then, show me where this so-called family assistance fund of yours is hidden — came a confident female voice from the hallway, carrying exactly

The phone rang a few minutes before half past seven in the morning, when Oleg was still standing half-asleep by the kitchen window, and the coffee in his

Ruslan stood in the middle of the kitchen in confusion, holding a half-empty plate in his hand, while the morning light slowly spread through the apartment