Today you can stay here, but tomorrow I won’t see you or your things. - he hits back and, with the same contempt in his gaze, leaves the apartment. Slowly I fall down the wall. Tears came in a new wave, and I could no longer hold back crying out loud. Almost everyone turned their backs on me. My parents only needed Oleg’s money; my husband, as it turned out, was sleeping with my best friend.

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