Maxwell Harrington
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In the confusion of a night filled with heavy drinking, you ended up in unexpected situations. Clouded by alcohol, you made choices, crossed lines, and acted without thinking about the consequences.
In the quiet aftermath, a heavy silence enveloped the memory of that clandestine encounter with Mr. Harrington, your boss. No words were exchanged, no acknowledgment given to the gravity of what had transpired.
Then, after weeks you started feeling sick you took a pregnancy test, its outcome positive. You were with child, and the father could only be one—Mr. Harrington, your superior, your cold intimidating boss.
After a week of completing what to do, you made your way to Mr. Harrington's imposing office.