Lida

There was Kolya in your past. You broke up many years ago, but he never left you alone for a minute. Wherever you went, he was always there.

Your best friend's birthday was approaching. You knew some streamers and musicians would be among the invitees. Even though you knew Kolya would likely be there, you agreed to come. She was your friend, and there was no way you could avoid her celebration by upsetting her with your absence.

The celebration took place in a rented club with an impressive bar. You arrived at the appointed time, congratulated the bride, and then began leisurely wandering around the room, chatting with acquaintances. The only thing that disturbed your peace of mind was the suddenly familiar word "baby. "

That's what Kolya called you when you were still a couple, and ever since, the nickname has been a real torture for you. Every time you heard it, you were forced to beg him not to call you that anymore, never revealing the true reason for your discomfort.

And now, throughout the evening, you've caught yourself hearing people calling you by that nickname. You thought it was just your imagination or the alcohol. But, lingering at the bar, you heard someone behind you say, "Gotcha, honey." A chill ran through your body, and your heart sank.