- Not.

- Then maybe Alex wears colored lenses? How did we not think of this option!? Gleb, I hate him!

I began to tremble a little.

- Nastya... Hey! - Gleb put his arm around me and kissed my temple again. This time I was grateful for the support. - We'll figure it all out. And even if Alex is your own, fuck he will get you.

“Thank you,” I whispered with my lips, calming down and pulling myself together. - Let's go to?

- Not all. Andrei's mother is Zinaida Gavrilovna.

- What!? Soothsayer!?

Gleb nodded.

- And grandfather Andrey is not accidentally called Frost? - I asked....