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Vesna sighs. "We wait. Generator kicks in after forty-five minutes. Or not. I have playing cards."

"You're not impotent. You're just emotionally constipated."

She leaves to find a technician. Niko and Maya are locked in the consular office. For the first time in a year, they are alone without a phone screen between them. razvod braka preko ambasade

"Razvod braka preko ambasade" – A legal process that dissolves a marriage in fifteen minutes, but the ghosts take a lifetime.

For a moment, the divorce feels like a mistake. But only a moment. The generator roars to life. Vesna returns with three cups of instant Turkish coffee. Vesna sighs

As Niko counts out the money, Maya gathers her bag. At the door, she turns.

"Next time," she says without malice, "don't marry someone you don't truly know. And if you do, at least choose a country with better air conditioning." Or not

The date is set for a Tuesday at 10:00 AM. Niko arrives first, clutching a blue folder with passports, marriage certificate, and a signed agreement dividing their IKEA furniture. He wears a wrinkled linen shirt. He looks like a man who hasn't slept.

"And you're not a gold digger," Niko says. "You're just… a better liar than me."

She leaves. Niko stands alone in the fluorescent light. Vesna doesn't look up from her monitor.