Crystal Shards

“Did you see?! Today Zarevsky brought his woman!” “I wouldn’t call her ‘a woman,’” the other woman snorted. “She’s quite a social lady. Very respectable. Right away you can tell she’s not cheap.” “Doesn’t matter what she is! She usually doesn’t come with him, but today she did. The snow girl almost scratched his eyes out. I saw it myself! They went off to make up somewhere…” “So you think she’s going to win him over?” “No need to think! She already has him! He’s preparing for a divorce—I saw the order our lawyers received.” “What the hell? They say you don’t marry mistresses.” “Depends on what kind of mistress…” Polina stepped out of the booth with an expressionless face, not waiting for any explanation about the lucky mistress. “Thank you for the information, ladies,” she said coldly, and then stepped outside on legs that didn’t bend.