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    Ilya learns very young that he has a soulmate.

    Ilya's POV of the heart is hard to translate.

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    19 Jun 2026

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    The first sound Ilya hears is a thin, discordant symphony of beeps and whirs. Something vibrating. 

    The next thing he hears is…wet. A sort of shaking, gargling sound, that feels like the ugliest crying he’s ever heard. And through it, Shane’s voice. 

    “I’m with him now, mom. He’s— he’s not fine. He’s not. I know—”

    Ilya wants to ask who's not fine, but he can’t feel his own body, his mouth, enough to ask.

    “Yeah,” Shane is saying, only slightly calmer. “I know. He wasn’t breathing—"

    Ilya knows there's a link, between the clinical musicality of medical settings, Shane’s audible, awful distress, and his own physical incapacity. It’s just, it’s so tenuous, and the air around him is so thick, so heavy. It would be easy, to sleep, a little. 

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    Footage of the last game between Ottawa and Montreal is everywhere; it’s breached containment from the sports world, and now it seems like everyone is baying for Montreal’s blood. Except, Ilya is oblivious. Not exactly blissfully so, but as the fight for accountability within the league rages on without him, Ilya just wants someone, anyone, to tell him what happened.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    After a brutal hit during a game against Toronto, Ilya Rozanov ends up hospitalized with life-threatening injuries. While the hockey world spirals, Svietlana and Cliff wait at his bedside — and Shane can’t stop refreshing the news, even if he knows he shouldn’t care anymore.

    The first word Ilya says after waking up is still “Jane.”

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    17 Jun 2026

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    Ilya's depression medication wasn't working. Again.

    Ilya thought were only three options for him. If he was being completely objective, three options. He could continue on as is. He could die. Or he could confess his feelings and detonate a bomb onto his entire life.

    Every day Ilya kept picking the first option. Sometimes he chose it multiple times a day. Multiple times a night. He would continue on. He would. He didn’t have any other choices. Unless he died like his mother.

    Ilya was caught.

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    16 Jun 2026

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    The ash from the end of his cigarette missed the ashtray and landed on his arm. It stung, enough to drag his attention back to the present. He brushed the gray flecks from his arm, but paused, marvelling at the sting it left behind. It felt like control. He stared at the cigarette, slowly burning out in his hand.

    Taking a deep breath, steeling himself for the impending pain, he quickly jabbed the hot cherry into the meat of his arm.

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    Or, what if Ilya had another reason for loving cigarettes? It gets worse before it gets better (as with all mental health).

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    15 Jun 2026

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