“Yes, it’s my apartment. No, my mother-in-law’s debts are not my problem. And yes—I’ve filed for divorce. I’m done being your ‘insurance policy.’”
The remote clattered onto the table as if it were an act of war. Nikolai’s voice rose with frustration, sharp enough to slice through the kitchen’s hum of running water. Elena, still bent over the dishes, didn’t even glance his way. Her answer was calm but firm, and that only deepened his exasperation. He leaned … Read more