What could be worse than getting ready for a friend’s bachelorette party, mixing up the address and ending up in someone else’s house? Finding yourself in a half-naked man's bedroom? Only witnesses to the shame and their own broken engagement.*** “Mom, is Rinat very angry?” “Very angry,” Mom sighed, looking away. - The Shavidovs are demanding the bride price back. The girl closed her eyes. - We don’t have it, right, mom? - No. The silence that formed in the room mercilessly pressed on our shoulders. - Daughter, that’s not all. Rinat is waiting for matchmakers today. — From... from whom? - Leah suddenly began to stutter. Mom looked at her carefully. - You know from whom.

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