LOGINTHIAGO I had planned to ask Anastasia if she had finished uploading the game pictures from the championship match, and the website manager had texted me ten minutes ago to say he needed the official files before midnight. I walked down the quiet second-floor corridor of the hotel to find her, but I stopped dead in my tracks right outside the glass door of the temporary media room when I saw Cassian sitting across from her at the desk.The two of them were eating takeout food out of white containers, and they were laughing together over something funny on his phone screen. Anastasia looked much happier and more relaxed than she had earlier after dealing with those aggressive reporters, and her shoulders were no longer tense. Cassian said something else in a low voice, and she smiled wide and shook her head while taking a bite of her food.For reasons I could not fully explain to myself, I stayed exactly where I was in the dim hallway for a few long seconds, and my hand gripped the
ANASTASIA It felt exactly like the day everything went wrong at my old company, and the sudden noise around made me feel anxious immediately. Two more journalists noticed and walked over quickly, pulling out their own small pads from their pockets to write down anything I said."Is it true that you leaked confidential photos of athletes to make quick money from rival sports blogs?" another man asked, pushing past the first reporter to get a closer look at my face."Did the Titans management know about your history before they signed your contract for this road trip?" a woman added, and she did not even wait for me to answer the first question before pressing for more details."I am not here to discuss my personal life," I said, and my voice sounded much weaker as I became more anxious.I pulled my camera strap tighter over my shoulder and tried to step away, but they moved with me and blocked the path completely."The fans have a right to know if the new team photographer is trustwo
ANASTASIA The massive arena became much louder as thousands of excited fans started filling up the rows of empty seats, and I moved slowly around the place of the ice rink to take some good warmup pictures before the championship game officially started. The stadium lights were incredibly bright on the white surface of the rink, and the players looked completely different once they stepped out on the ice in their full equipment pads and matching jerseys. The casual joking from the locker room stopped entirely, and every single person focused completely on hockey and their pre-game skating lines.Cassian spotted me standing behind the low plexiglass barrier almost immediately, and he skated quickly toward my section of the glass during his very first warmup lap. He slowed down, stopped right in front of my position, and pointed his gloved finger at my camera lens and laughed while shaking his head."Hey, Anastasia, you need to promise me that you won't post any picture where I look
THIAGO The mandatory coaches' meeting continued for a long time after I left Anastasia, but I found myself completely distracted as I sat at the front table. The head coach and the assistants spent the hour discussing Boston's strongest offensive players, and they went over our specific defensive game plan on the dry-erase board multiple times before the session ended. I answered every single question they asked me during the strategy review because I knew my job as captain perfectly well, but my mind kept going back to Anastasia and the first ever easy going conversation we've had.She had looked genuinely scared when she mentioned those new online rumors to me, and what surprised me most about the interaction was that she completely expected me to judge her character before I even knew the facts of what had actually happened at her old job. It bothered me that she assumed I would automatically believe a random internet forum post over her word, and I couldn't shake the memory of
ANASTASIA The next morning, I followed the team to their game-day skate at the arena, and I focused completely on my work to keep my mind busy. The hockey players seemed much more relaxed than usual despite the big championship match coming up, and several of them had started treating me like a real part of the group as I walked along the ice barrier with my camera. One teammate kept jogging over to my section between his skating drills."Hey, Anastasia, look at this shot you took of me by the net," he said, leaning over the plexiglass barrier and pointing at my small camera screen. "Can you make my arms look a little bigger in the edit, and maybe make me look a bit taller next to the goalie?"I couldn't help but laugh a little bit at his request, and I nodded my head as I checked the settings on my lens. "I will see what I can do, Miller, but you already look big enough in the jersey.""Just give me a little bit of help on the internet," he joked, and then he skated back toward th
THIAGO When I walked into the crowded diner restaurant and saw Anastasia sitting directly beside Cassian in the corner booth, I immediately understood why the rookie player had been acting so completely distracted during our team practices all week. He was focused on her instead of focusing on his hockey plays, and that was exactly the kind of outside distraction that could ruin our entire season.The table went strangely quiet almost immediately after I arrived and sat down. The loud laughter stopped, and several players suddenly looked down at their food plates or adjusted their water glasses. Everyone tried pretending absolutely nothing unusual was happening, but I could easily tell that several of my teammates were secretly watching my facial expression to see how I would react to the situation. I completely ignored their looks, and I pulled a menu toward myself and focused entirely on ordering and eating my dinner.Unfortunately, Cassian did not make things easy for anyone a







