Yaroslava is a naive provincial girl who was deceived in the big city. Pregnant and frightened, she desperately clings to the remnants of dignity and comes to the man she has mistaken for the father of her child. But everything turns out to be more complicated…
Ignat is a successful, closed-off man who doesn’t believe in sincerity and is used to solving problems quickly and harshly. But there is something about this girl that attracts him. She doesn’t ask for much—yet it’s precisely this—trust, protection, respect—that turns out to be too personal for him.
He helps her because it’s the right thing to do.
She reaches for him because beside him it isn’t scary.
But this story has a secret, and the price of that secret is the fate of three people. When the brother refuses responsibility, Ignat takes hold of someone else’s pain, someone else’s life, someone else’s woman… and doesn’t notice how she becomes the dearest to him.
Can anything real be built on a mistake? And how can you understand who you love— the father of your child, or the one who became your real man?