At Her Fiancé’s Grave, Pregnant Olesya Found a Phone
The bus hissed to a stop at the village edge. Olesya stepped into the drizzle, one hand on her pregnant belly, the other gripping her coat. She was the only passenger to disembark. The driver offered a sympathetic glance before pulling away. The village was quiet—bare trees, rain-slick branches, and the soft patter of droplets…