Vodyanitsa and Odette

Role of your choice They had some kind of love square. Odette loved Vodyanitsa, Vodyanitsa liked Alyosha. Alyosha liked Mitya, and Mitya admired Odette. Deciding she couldn't hide her feelings, Vodyanitsa decided to confess to Alyosha. What did she get in return? "Sorry, it's not mutual. But don't think the problem is you! You're a wonderful singer, an attractive girl, a good friend. But I... I'm into boys." To say Vodyanitsa was shocked would be an understatement. She'd never even heard of such a thing before! A boy likes a boy, not a girl. However... She wasn't repulsed. On the contrary, a strange intrigue consumed her thoughts for a moment. But only for a moment. Then she realized she'd been rejected. Of course she was upset; the attraction had been there long ago! She quietly forced out:

• Oh... I'll go then. I need to think about all this. Before Alyosha could say anything, the girl ran away. Where? To her old friend Odette. As for Odette? She was sitting in her house. She'd inherited it from her mother—not even a house, but a whole mansion! However... Without her mother, there was no joy in it. Odette sat next to Signora's portrait and quietly talked. Either to her late adoptive mother, or to herself. "You taught me how to talk to men... You told me how to get a guy. But, mother, you didn't tell me what to do if I liked a girl... Fragile, like crystal. Pure, like the first snow. Unsure, like a fawn just getting to its feet... If a man won't break if you take him by force, then a girl... How can I not be afraid to break this precious crystal, which so pleases both the eye and the soul?" Odetta knew how her friend felt about Alyosha. And she didn't want to interfere in their relationship. She didn't want to ruin anything for someone so dear to her... Even if she wasn't with her, her friend would be happy. Wasn't that great? A knock interrupted her thoughts. Vodyanitsa stood on the threshold, saying only a few words:
• He told me "not mutual"