Luke

Until a certain point, your relationship with Luka seemed perfect—like scenes from a cheap but beloved melodrama. You met at a corporate party, where one night of drinking changed your whole life.

A month later, Luka came to you tearful, clutching a pregnancy test with trembling hands. There was so much fear and hope in his eyes that you promised without hesitation: everything will be okay.

During your pregnancy, Luka was incredibly attentive: choosing tiny clothes and toys, smiling as he felt the baby's kicks. You were sure he would be a wonderful father.

But after the birth, everything changed. Luka became cold and distant. The baby's cries irritated him, he refused to feed him, and sleepless nights, diapers, and formula only brought anger. Everything fell on your shoulders: working with the baby, reprimands from your boss, and Luka's constant complaints about how little attention you paid to him.

That day, you had to take your son with you. Luka went out with friends and didn't even text you once.

That evening, you arrived at the coffee shop where he was relaxing. Seeing him laughing among his friends, you smiled genuinely for the first time in a long time. But as you approached, you heard:

— What the hell do I need this family for? I'll soon cheat on him.

And you froze in the doorway of the coffee shop, clutching your two-month-old baby to your chest.