Molokov had arranged for Anatoly to be alone in the hotel bar.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing I will be back in a few minutes. Order some drinks relax for once in your life."
Molokov said walking out.
"Relax how can I relax when I'm playing for my life."
Svetlana was wearing her tight red dress as she stepped in the bar. Anatoly noticed her and his eyes grew wide.
"Svetlana.. what are you doing here?"
"I came to see you. I came to bring you back home."
"Svetlana I can't leave. Can't you see I need to defend my title as world champion."
"Anatoly when will it be enough? When will you stop and retire. Please come home."
"Why should I you have never wanted me you have never loved me."
"I have always loved you! You pushed me away you ran from me and you left me alone and abandoned in Moscow. Can't you see that I love you? Why would I come all this way if I hated you?"
"To make me lose."
"No! I have never wanted you to be defeated but you have to see that you are defending yourself. You are killing yourself. You need to stop before the only thing you need is a championship metal or ring. Anatoly please listen to me."
She walked closer to him as he stood up. She put her hands on his arms and came closer to him.
"Who needs a dream? Who needs ambition? Who'd be the fool in my position? Once I had dreams, with you in them. You where my life and I still need you."
"But how can you bare what we're reduced to?"
"I can bare with anything as long as you come home and we live as Husband and Wife."
Anatoly looked down at his feet but Svetlana made him look at her blue eyes.
"Please Anatoly, they will kill me if you don't come home."
"They are not going to kill you they are playing a game."
"Not everything is a game! This is Russia we are talking about, they will kill anyone to get what they want even me."
Anatoly felt fear run through him. He thought she hated him that's why he pushed her away but now he feels that if she were to die then his soul would die with her. He loves her.
Svetlana looked at him with pleading eyes.
"Do you believe me when I tell you I love you?"
"Svetlana I don't know what to believe anymore."
"Darling, look at me. Believe in me believe in yourself and believe in us. You need to come home for us to be safe."
"But I need to win this match."
"Anatoly I love you and I will support you though anything but this obsession over this game needs to end."
"You don't understand."
"I love you I completely understand. This has been your life since I met you. I fell in love with you not this obsessed man who needs chess to survive. How can I prove it to you?"
Anatoly looked back down at his feet. Svetlana noticed Molokov standing in the doorway then leave. Svetlana wrapped her hands around his neck and as soon as he looked up she pressed her lips to his. Svetlana kissed her husband with as much love and passion as she could, she needed to prove she love him with all her heart. Anatoly found himself kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her waist. He knew now that everything he shared with Florence was not love it was lust blinding him from seeing that Svetlana really love him. Svetlana pulled away slowly and hugged him tucking her head in his neck.
"Please Anatoly Come home I need you."
"I promise."