“Is that my child? Mine? What is he doing in an orphanage—and who is the mother?!”
In shock, I pick up the dark-haired little girl. My tiny copy looks at me with big doll-like eyes.
Eyes. Nose. Lips. Hair.
All mine.
“The girl’s mother is in the hospital…” the caretaker explains sadly. “The doctors do everything possible! But…”
“Mr. President, the helicopter is already waiting. The meeting with the Japanese is in two hours,” my deputy rushes me—but I’m on edge.
Who could have made it happen to me… and even hide from me for six years what belongs to me?!”
“Name. I want to hear her name!”
“Polina Agafonova.”
A girl from the past…
The one who worked in my house as a maid—and into whom I fell so hard, like a boy in love.
Until one day she betrayed me and ran away. As it turns out now, with my child in her belly…