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    Shane was fourteen the first time a number felt like safety.

    The nutritionist worked out of an office in Kanata, framed certificates, a calm voice, laminated charts with columns. She explained it simply: fuel in, output required, timing of each. She said it was a starting point.

    Shane took notes in the margins the way he took notes on everything—completely, past what was required. Yuna had found the nutritionist herself, sat beside him, and took notes too.

    Like mother, like son.

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    Or: Shane’s system works until it doesn’t; Ilya notices first.

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    Shane is in the front pew. His face is—Ilya does not have words for what Shane's face is doing. He has seen Shane angry and afraid and exhausted and soft and undone. He has never seen this: living at the very bottom of a person, surfacing only when every single thing above it has given way.

    This is what it looks like when Shane has nothing left to manage.

    Ilya reaches for him.

    His hand passes through air.

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    Or: Ilya Rozanov turns the same age his mother was when she died. Featuring strange dreams, tarot readings, and a woman with her back to him who keeps appearing where she shouldn’t.

    A man who spent twenty years preparing to die, and one husband who refuses to let him.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    A little rattled by Rozanov's sudden coldness after the olympics, Shane decides to follow a gut feeling that something might be wrong, even if it's not really any of his business. Even if they don't do that. Don't care.

    He does find Ilya, eventually. But Sasha gets to him first.

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    05 Jun 2026

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    “Why was the fucking balcony door open?” 

    “I had a cigarette,” Ilya admits in a guilty rush. “You don’t like the smoke. I was—trying to get it out before you came. And then you were here, and I—” 

    And then Shane was here, and any hope of thinking about absolutely anything else had vanished into the chill of the night air. But he can’t say this, can’t say that the world narrows to a fine point when Hollander enters a room, that Ilya can finally fucking get in air when all he has to do is touch Shane like breathing and not carry Cups and build legacies and grin and bear it for cameras and share a last name and an ankle-weight of a country with his father. 

    “Sorry,” Ilya tells him again, hating the way his voice trembles. 

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    After winning the cup two seasons in a row, Shane Hollander is inexplicably traded to a west coast team just two days before Montreal and Boston are to meet for the first time of the season. Shane reaches out, Ilya doesn't reply. Then Ilya reaches out, Shane ignores him.

    What now?

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    04 Jun 2026