Svetlana vowed to make sure her husband never again gave anyone, not even family, a key to their apartment.
Kostya rushed home, panicked after getting a call from Svetlana.
When he arrived, he was surprised to see her smiling and calm.
“So… everything’s okay?” he asked cautiously.
“Kostya,” she said firmly, “your brother sends his regards. But let’s get one thing straight — never again. If it happens again, you can go live with him — or whoever else.
And I’d hate that, because I love my foolish, clueless husband.
But this apartment? It’s our sanctuary. Sacred.
Clear?”
