Margaret leans back in her chair and says lightly—
"Right, but is that really our purpose?
Did we just come to show our power, or is the game bigger?"
Alia gives a sweet smile from the corner of her eye and says gravely—
"Our game was never small, Margaret.
This is the next step. Today, we will know—
the world of these five people will never be the same."
Now a sharp silence fills the entire room,
it's like a signal of flesh and blood,
where some cunningness is wandering between power and trust.
This is the night when **no one else understands,
that the assets of the five will be transferred to one another,
and someone will be left behind—
Alia, Victor, Margaret, ZAINKHA and another unknown ally.
Scene cut
Victor slowly puts down the glass and moves towards Alia.
A faint smile on his face, and he adjusts Alia's hair with a soft hand.
Victor (slowly, with a hint of jealousy):
"This power of yours... I don't want to share it with anyone."
Alia closes her eyes and smiles a little, then they both look deeply into each other's eyes.
Beside them, Margaret and ZAINKHA are looking at them with a single gaze—a mixture of jealousy and caution.
The room seems to be filled with a strange silence, where only the intensity of the relationship between them is felt. After Victor slowly adjusts Alia's hair, he looks at her with a light smile—
Victor (in a jealous tone):
"How much does this dress of yours cost? You never told me before!"
Alia smiles a little, looks at him and says—
Alia (with a silent smile on her lips):
"I got it from Gucci."
Victor looks at the dress for a moment, and says with a little surprise—
Victor:
"Gucci? Why do owners of such great power hide little things?"
Alia shrugs her shoulders lightly—
Alia:
"Because sometimes the little things tell the big stories."
Victor smiles faintly and looks them in the eye and says—
Victor:
"You are truly a mystery, Alia." Victor and Alia are sitting together on one side of the table.
Victor is looking in another direction with some thoughts in his eyes, and Alia is silently looking at him again and again.
They both seem to be lost in each other's eyes, but are not talking.
There is a deep curiosity in Alia's eyes, and a kind of mysterious expression on Victor's face.
Beside them, Margaret and ZAINKHA are looking at them, as if trying to understand what is going on between these two.
The room is filled with a strange silence—where a silent gap filled with unspoken words has been created.
Then Victor takes Alia to the balcony, slowly pulls the white curtain of the balcony. Alia is a little startled, with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity in her eyes—
"What are you doing?" she asks, with a hint of shyness and curiosity in her voice.
Victor smiles lightly and wraps his arms around Alia's waist, slowly kissing her neck. At his touch, a strange response awakens in Alia's body, as if a deep fire of a relationship is burning between the two.
Now leaving the balcony scene in the middle, Margaret and ZAINKHA are sitting at the table.
Margaret is a little quiet, with a smoky look in her eyes, and ZAINKHA is sitting beside her, wiggling his fingers, thinking about something—
The two of them seem to understand that some kind of secret game is going on between Alia and Victor.
MargaretZAINKHA (with a light smile):
"Remember, Alia, Victor, we were four together? We were enrolled in the most expensive school in Russia, we had so much fun! But do you know what, I liked Alia a little more."
Margaret (with a mischievous look, smiling):
"Oh, me? I also had a secret crush on her!"
ZAINKHA (laughing):
"See? We were all a little crazy for Alia. And today, coming here, I see how much politics is hidden in that friendship and emotion." He says slowly—
"Do you think there's a fight between Victor and Alia or a hidden game behind it?"
ZAINKHA says with a smile—
"Everything is a game here, Margaret. But real power is when someone makes their real move."
They both exchange an invisible signal with their eyes—
"We must take the right time and the right step now."
Scene cut: Childhood memories
In a small garden, four friends—Alia, Victor, ZAINKHA, Margaret—are playing. They are laughing, running, and playing together.
Alia suddenly feels a little sick, her face changes color. She stops, unable to run.
Victor and everyone else look at her in surprise.
Alia vomits, but the friends around her stay by her side and help her.
Victor (anxiously):
"Alia, are you okay?"
Margaret (worried):
"Let's go, let's rest for a while."
ZAINKHA (with a faint smile):
"Everyone is so young, things like this happen. Everything will be fine if we stick together."
These small moments highlight the depth of their friendship, where the touch of emotion and affection is evident. Scene cut — High school
Alia is sitting in the school classroom. She is writing something on a paper in her hand, with deep concentration in her eyes. There is the usual hustle and bustle of students around the class, but Alia seems to be in a different world.
In front of her is an open notebook, where she seems to be secretly planning something.
A little later, Victor from the next bench looks at her quickly and says—
Victor:
"Alia, what are you writing again? Not studying, or is something new coming to your mind?"
Alia smiles lightly and turns her head to look at him—
Alia:
"Not for fools like you, Victor. This is my plan for the future."
Victor smiles a little, but there is a question mark in his eyes.
Beside her, Margaret and ZAINKHA come and stand, their eyes also on Alia's paper.
Margaret says in a soft voice—
"I think this boy is a little curious."
ZAINKHA smiles lightly—
"Our Alia is always one step ahead."
Alia again concentrates on her notebook. The noise and hassle of the class seem to have no effect on her.
Scene cut — A quiet corner of the college
Night, a soft light shines in a corner, where Alia and ZAINKHA are sitting together. They are talking deeply, looking into each other's eyes, and time seems to have stopped.
Alia's hand slowly rests on ZAINKHA's hand, and their breaths slowly blend. For a moment they smile faintly, feeling the contentment of being close to each other.
ZAINKHA touches Alia's cheek, a kind of unknown emotion burns in their eyes—a mysterious bond beyond friendship.
There is no indecency in their touch, but a tenderness, a symbol of trust and love.
Scene cut — Margaret and Alia's past
One afternoon in college, Margaret and Alia are spending time alone. Suddenly Alia feels sick for some unknown reason, her throat tightens, and she starts to vomit.
Margaret is worried, but thinks it's not a big problem. But in the following days, Alia's nature changes—she becomes a little restless, worried.
One day Alia wants to come to her, but is afraid. Finally Margaret finds out that Alia was pregnant.
But the sad thing is that Alia had an abortion at the age of just 19. The pain of that time she fought alone, and that memory still leaves a deep mark on her heart.
Margaret stays silent, holding Alia's hand, to show that she is by her side, no matter how difficult the time.
Scene cut — Present
In the hotel's VIP room, the light is dim, the room is quiet.
ZAINKHA and Margaret are sitting in a corner, with tears in their eyes.
Margaret says in a low voice,
"I never understood how much we lost for Alia..."
ZAINKHA lowers his head, wipes his eyes,
"Our friendship, memories, and all that pain—everything seems to be melting together."
The two of them cry silently,
every tear seems to be a symbol of past pain.
Margaret holds ZAINKHA's hand with one hand,
"We haven't forgotten, and we never will. We will be together for Alia, no matter how difficult it is."
ZAINKHA says with a light smile,
"Sorry, Margaret... thank you for always being by my side."
The two of them find strength in each other's tears,