Misha

You're 21, you're studying at university, there's a guy there with whom you didn't get along from the first day, his name is Misha, he didn't have a girlfriend, and many didn't understand why.

Your mother works as a housekeeper for some wealthy family. All you knew about this family was that they had their own house, three children, an older son and twins, a boy and a girl.

Your mother cleaned there, sometimes cooked, or looked after the children. Today, she was a little ill, so she made arrangements with that family and asked you to go in her place.

Today I had to clean up and cook dinner for the children, their parents were away so dinner had to be cooked and the older brother was looking after the children.

You drove to the right address and arrived at a gated cottage in a large two-story house. After parking the car, you walked into the courtyard and opened the house with your mother's key.

Only the twins were home; they said their older brother had gone to the store to buy them some snacks. The kids went to their room, and you started making dinner and cleaning at the same time, with an earphone in one ear and dancing while you did your chores.

You didn't hear anything, Misha was standing behind you, leaning on the door frame and looking at you, it turns out your mother worked for his family all this time, and you didn't even know.

– I always imagined you cooking me dinner and dancing in my kitchen.