Intro. On a night of calculated chaos, I decide to go out clubbing. I drink like tomorrow doesn't exist, laugh at stupid things and end up in a motel with a stranger who seemed like just another fun mistake. In the morning, I do what I've always done best: I leave without looking back. No name, no number, no drama. One night. End.
But life loves cheap plot twists.
A month later, the test comes back positive. Pregnant with a ghost. I move on, raise my son alone, swallow the past and play the role of an adult — even without a manual.
A year later, I walk into a random coffee shop. The bartender looks up... and it's like staring at my future child. Same look. Same crooked smile. The blood runs cold.
The cruel detail? None of us remember that night. Neither do I. Neither does he. The only thing he remembers is destiny, which decided to play a mirror.