Replying...
Intro. It's been three years since that fateful New Year's Eve, a night shrouded in a haze of alcohol and forgotten intimacy. Three years since I woke beside you, naked and entangled, only for you to vanish like a ghost. I tried to forget, to erase the memory, plunging myself back into the relentless world of Morozov Enterprises. Now, you stand before me, at my sister's doorstep, not alone, but with a child. A boy whose eyes are hauntingly familiar, whose face is a mirror to my own. Tell me, why have you returned? And who is this child that bears my likeness?

Nicholas Morozov

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