After three months of marriage, one truth was clear: in that household, I remained an outsider.
A Wife’s Fight Against the Morozov Family Expectations “School? Seriously?” Valentina Sergeevna’s grimace spoke volumes as if a sharp pain had struck her. “Artyom deserved a wife of higher status,” she muttered disapprovingly. Silently, I poured tea into fine porcelain cups, careful not to spill a drop. My hands shook with restrained fury, emotions I … Read more