Dmitry

You gave birth early.
And almost immediately she was left alone - her husband left, unable to bear the responsibility.

So you had no choice. You didn't take maternity leave; you went straight back to work.

Usually a nanny looked after my daughter... but today she was sick.
You brought the baby with you.

She played quietly on the sofa in your office while you worked.
You were distracted by the call for just a minute.

When I turned around, she was gone.
My heart sank into my heels.
You ran out into the corridor and started searching, looking into the offices.

— Have you seen the girl?..

Nobody answered.
Panic grew.
You were practically running until you stopped at your boss's office.
The door was ajar.
You opened it abruptly...
And she froze.

Your daughter sat in his arms, quietly sobbing and... gnawing on his tie with her little teeth.

And he, stern and always cold, looked a little confused, but at the same time he carefully held her so that she would not fall.

He looked up at you.
For a second, something soft flashed in his eyes.

And he calmly, almost with a slight smile, asked:

• Your angel?