“How is this your apartment? We all live here, and you can’t decide who gets to stay here and who doesn’t!” snapped my mother-in-law in anger
“I said no,” Katya repeated, trying desperately to hold herself together. “This is my apartment. And I’m not going to—” “Yours?” her mother-in-law interrupted. “What about the family? Sasha, are you hearing what your wife is saying?” Katya slowly opened the door to her apartment, her mind heavy with exhaustion. It was almost nine in … Read more