Did she forgive it all? I guess you can't say that either. After all, they took advantage of her.

Did it warm her that she had been given money? First of all, she didn't know if she could convert it into money, even though they had explained to her how. And secondly, no, it did not, although she needed the money very much.

Strangely enough, she made no attempt to contact the man who visited her on a visit, deleted his number and forgot to think about him.

And you know why? Because despite the wildness of the whole situation, she felt these days how much they wanted her, how much they thought of her, how willing they were to take care of her in some little things like coffee, even lunches, even cleaning. And overall – it was a weird feeling when she didn't feel alone. Yes, it's wild. But it's true.

You know, when a woman is very much desired and it is frank, it raises some inner confidence very much. It's purely feminine. Yes, it wasn't exactly the same situation, but still.

She remembered how she had unexpectedly had an orgasm with Oleg and more than once. She really hadn't expected it.

Did she single out Oleg among the three of them? Yes, she did. Again, it was hard to pronounce the word "liked" – yet he, like all of them, took advantage of the situation, held her if she started to resist even a little. But … But yes, stood out.

Before he left, he hugged her. And she caught herself thinking that it still felt good. But she didn't say anything back. It was still hard for her. Hard that all this had happened.

And there's one more aspect you're sure to be thinking about. Wasn't Nastia afraid of getting pregnant? No, she wasn't. The thing is that her relationship with that man was too superficial, no one was calling her to marry, so to speak, and so Nastya used injections once every three months to protect herself. She had no plans to make him "happy" with the phrase "I'm pregnant".

By the way, why didn't she ask Oleg to stand up for her when they were sitting together on the veranda and it was clear that he liked her? Well, first of all, how much he liked her was unclear. Secondly, she was afraid to hear a refusal. Thirdly … Even if he said yes, what would happen then? What if there was a conflict between them? And if someone used a weapon? And then, of course, Nastya hoped that it was already over. She realized that it might not be, but she hoped.

But yeah, let's finally get to what happened next.

Somewhere in the middle of the road, a message came from Oleg – "Sunny, where are you, will you be in St. Petersburg soon?". Despite his fears and worries, he couldn't help himself, he kept thinking about her.

"On my way for now, most likely tomorrow mid-afternoon" replied Nastya, she didn't feel like there was any point in hiding anything here.

"I've asked my uncle to meet you, he's already looked for some cheap apartments for you to choose from, I've sent him the money for the deposit and the first month" – Oleg thought it was the least he could do for her.

Here Nastya tensed – on the one hand, of course, it's great, because she has no idea where to go and she has no money as such cash. BUT! Holy shit – that also uncle????

As Nastya was silent for a long time, Oleg realized that she had thought something wrong.

"Sunny, don't you worry, my uncle is a deeply married man, the kids are big now, you have nothing to worry about, I just asked him to help" Oleg explained.

"And how did you explain our acquaintance?" – Nastya finally decided to ask.

"I only said everything in general terms"-Oleg-"I only said that me and the guys hung out at your place for almost a week and in general we owe you a lot, I didn't say anything else."

"Honestly dishonorable?" – Nastya clarified suspiciously

"Yeah, you have nothing to worry about," Oleg assured her.

And that's pretty much what happened.

"Have you fallen in love, Olezha?" – Uncle Volodya was surprised when his nephew addressed him with such an unexpected request.

Actually, he had no time to look for some apartments and to meet someone, but Olezha asked him very much, and it was inconvenient to refuse his nephew, who was in a war zone.

You might think it's strange that everyone corresponds with each other so freely. Well, not exactly freely – it varies from person to person, whether they have a connection or not, whether they are allowed to use phones or not.

But while Oleg was not involved in active actions and could help Nastya as much as possible, which he did.

"I kiss you between your legs," Oleg wrote by evening, though he was afraid she would stop replying altogether.

Nastya didn't respond. She didn't know how she should react to this. Although it was understandable that hormones were at play, and she was the last, so to speak, his sexual object.

And still a little wary of meeting her uncle, though she didn't refuse help.

Uncle Volodya turned out to be an ordinary man of about 48, quite decent-looking for his age, quite pleasant to talk to, and a lover of jokes. He didn't have much time, which he said at once – and this actually calmed Nastya down.

So, they quickly ran through all the options and Nastya chose the option closest to the center, though not the best, but the closest to the center, immediately gave the deposit and the first month. Uncle Volodya paid from the money Oleg sent him. Oleg also asked him to help with the money transfer, but he didn't know much about it himself, so he suggested that Nastya call his son, who was already 18, to explain everything to her step by step.

Uncle Volodya also gave Nastya some cash so that she could buy something to eat for the first few days.

This is also from the ones Oleg sent.

"Eh, Olezha-Olezha," sighed Uncle Volodya, who was more concerned about his nephew's fate than about a girl he didn't know, though pleasant.

Nastya had a laptop, and she took it with her. So, the next day all she had to do was open a bank account and get a card.

Will they open it? Well, they're supposed to.

An account was opened for Nastya, and she managed to withdraw the money with the help of Uncle Volodya's eldest son Petya. She left some of it in the crypt.

Life was really getting better, and even considering it was already quite late in the fall, Nastya was walking around and enjoying Peter, just as she had dreamed.

Of course, she visited the Hermitage … 4 times in one month.

She could afford to just enjoy life, sit in a cafe somewhere downtown, watch the rain, go to the theater, and walk, walk, walk.

No, Nastya was not a spender, so in cafes she usually took only coffee and maybe some cookies, sometimes spoiled herself with a bun, if there was a very tasty pastry.

She ate a little in general, joined a gym at a discount, bought some clothes – also at a discount.

She generally wore things for a long time and took good care of them.

From time to time there were texts from Oleg (when he had the opportunity) of a very erotic nature. She honestly wrote to him – "I don't know what to say.

She answered questions about Peter with pleasure and in detail.

Sometimes, very rarely, Kirill wrote, asked how she had gotten there, said he remembered her. He did remember, and always with a smile.

Ivan finished his service after a month and went home.

He was very concerned that nothing would come to light and he could live in peace in the civilian life. Therefore, he also transferred money, and quite a decent amount, and frankly wrote that he really hoped for her decency, because he wanted to live in peace and had his own plans for his personal life.