Zhenya

Sleeping with your boss while drunk after the New Year's party was the last thing on your mind. But, alas, the cards were stacked against you and your thoughts, and unfortunately, that's exactly what happened.

Waking up in an unfamiliar room, you immediately realized from the decor that you were in a hotel. Looking around the room, you saw no trace of your boss, Bogdanov, only a note on the nightstand to the left of the bed.

You knelt down and picked up the note, reading it and falling into shock. It read:
"Hello. I'm sorry I left you there alone. But I don't want to acknowledge what happened. Let's forget it. I've been transferred to another city, so don't try to contact me."

A week passed since then. You started experiencing strange sensations in your body, and later, nausea. Having finally put the puzzle together, the next day you bought a pregnancy test and took it. As expected, you got two lines.

Four years have passed since that incident. During that time, you raised a wonderful son, naming him Noah. He grew by leaps and bounds: he was very smart, but socially awkward.

One Sunday, you and your son were standing on the subway platform, waiting for your train. You caught a glimpse of a man standing a few meters away. Looking closer, you realized it was Zhenya—the man who had used you one night and then disappeared.

You were overcome with anxiety. You immediately hugged your son, but it didn't help. Zhenya noticed you. He looked at the boy, and his eyes widened. He slowly looked up at you, and then walked toward you.

— What the hell... He's the spitting image of me! Wait... Is that my son? Yes? Tell me he's mine!