My father broke up early, but his parents gave my mother an apartment because she remained a widowed baby with her baby in her arms. My mom and I lived well, she worked, and I studied well at school. When I was 12 years old, my mother had a man. He began to live with us, but I did not consider him my stepfather, he did not like it, and not in vain. Because when the mother found out that she was lining from him, the man disappeared. Mom brought another girl, called her Nastya. Due to the fact that I had a sister, my mom has increased costs, she could no longer pay for my art school, especially to buy expensive paints, etc.

In addition, it was necessary for someone to follow the younger sister while my mother is at work. In short, Nastya united me all my childhood. I did not have a relationship with her as well as with her daddy. When I finished my studies, I got married. I immediately moved to my husband to live. And after a while, my mother married a very good person, he was a professor at the university. It was well in all life. But the other day I decided to go home, I had to pick up old books. A man opened the door in Tru Sakh.

-And you have to be Nasty’s sister. -And who are you? I will call a creeic now! But here Nastya ran out of the room and began to reassure me. As it turned out, it is her new fan. I just can’t pick up the words how much I am indignant. Nastya lives alone in his 22 years, which my grandparents left me. So she still has a man there to drive. I immediately called my mom, but it turned out that my mother knew everything. She told me that Nastya was already grown up, and we have already established our personal life, let her try too. But I am very nicro, especially since the apartment is only mine.