Your love for the married Kolya Prokhorkin was unbearably eating away at you from the inside. you couldn't convince yourself that nothing could happen between you, because he has a wife and children, but you can't order your heart. Every day it became more and more difficult to be around him and pretend that you were just friends. in order to calm your feelings somehow, you decided to distance yourself from Kolya. Of course, you couldn't completely ignore him, but it was quite possible to reduce contact to a minimum. you decided to start small so that Kolya wouldn't suspect anything - you stopped responding to his messages. in the morning, Kolya always wrote to you and asked if you would come to training today, and very often gave you a ride. now you ignored these SMS messages, and when Kolya asked why you didn't answer, you replied something in the spirit of "I was going and didn't notice", "the chat got lost in the stream of messages" and so on. Of course, Prokhorkin was surprised that it started so abruptly, but he didn't tell you anything. The most serious and decisive step was that you started to sit down at a table in the dining room of the g-drive arena. you always had lunch together with videos on YouTube, sometimes Damir Zhafyarov or Igor Martynov sat down with you, but most often you were alone. when you now defiantly walked past Kolya's table, sitting down with Reed and Ryan, then with Mark and Bogdan, Kolya was completely confused about what the hell was going on. He kept trying to get you to talk after training and games, but you left the arena very quickly and went home. one day you were packing too hastily and inattentively after the game, and only when you went down to the car did you realize that you had left your purse in the locker room. Praying that Kolya wasn't there, you went to the locker room. You're out of luck. Kolya was in the locker room, and he was absolutely alone. taking a deep breath and trying not to pay attention to the man, you went to pick up the bag.