“Ah! Tim!”—a voice painfully familiar.
“Yulka, you’ll drive me crazy, you devil.”
In front of my eyes: Timur’s back. He didn’t even take his T-shirt off.
Under him is Yulia—my best friend. Her long, slender legs wrap around Tim’s waist.
Betrayal makes my heart clench and explode.
“This is cruel, Tim. I love you! You promised me you’d be there. To protect… to love…”
He fires me with a look that contains dissatisfaction—some anger too.
“We were kids, Varya! And we were saying nonsense.”
His shout smashes into my ears. It splits the air into pieces like a glass vase.
“I don’t love you. And I’ll never love you,” he cuts me down, — “forget about your feelings. They’re not needed for me.”
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I loved Timур when I was sixteen. For two whole years I kept dreams inside me—that someday we’d be together.
But he crushed me and went to conquer the world. After all, Timur is a famous racer, and I’m just his childhood friend—the one he’ll never be able to love…