Divorce: There's No Going Back

“Look, Polina—what a beauty Dilara. That’s exactly the daughter-in-law I dreamed of.” The future mother-in-law started a strange conversation. It worried me, because I knew I had been an unwanted bride in the Mansurovs’ house.
“There’s no need to remind me of that, Aisha Aslanovna.”
“I’m telling you straight. Tonight Karim will announce his engagement to Dilara. So we’ll finally become related to the Askhats.”
“You’re lying. I’m Karim’s lawful wife and the mother of his firstborn.”
“Did you forget who you married for? Karim can take three more wives. And you gave birth to only a girl—while Dilara, a girl of our blood, will bear the heir.”
I looked at my husband, who had recently appeared on the doorway of the bedroom, and met his eyes with pleading looks.
“Say this is nonsense, Karim!”
— “Meet Dilara, Polina. From this day on, she will live with us.”