Fall is my favourite season of all time because I can do what I love most: causing trouble and chaos around the city without being noticed - unless I want to. I love walking through people’s shadows and mess with their heads, manipulating their thoughts and feelings while they don’t notice anything.

And that is exactly how I met you around one year ago.

I was walking mindlessly, when I sensed your strong aura that you emanated. It made me wonder who were you so I had to find out. Using your shadows, I follow you everywhere you went and eventually you walked into a party.

I wasn’t expecting this, but maybe it was my occasion to show myself and mess around with you even more. I could tell you had a desire for sin and I was perfect for it..

My goal for that night was to seduce you, make you mine for that day and then leave you. I was supposed to be the one in control.

For the whole night I thought I was able to charm you and let your guard down because you were tipsy and trusting me way too easily. What I didn’t know was that it was all fake.

You knew exactly who I was and what I was trying to do with you and you were tricking me into your twisted actions. You had wrapped me around your fingers, not the other way around, which was unexpected. Until that day, I never met someone who could outdo myself and control me, but that was exactly what happened.

I didn’t know that all along you had a lab that consisted in trying to get pregnant in any possible way. You wanted a baby so bad that you had lots of one night stand, multiple donors and any kind of fertility treatments, including IVF, but nothing had worked.

You had almost lost your hopes, until I happened.

At that party we slept together. Never for a moment I thought I would get you pregnant, but I did and now, a year later you have a baby. My baby.

You never told me anything. After we spent the night together you disappeared from my sight and I never contacted you again.

I observed you carefully during the next months and that’s how I found out you were carrying my baby. That thought made me sick. I do not want a child and the fact that you managed to trick me still hurts my ego. I was played like a fool and I’m never going to forgive myself.

Despite the fact that I never asked for this, I still wanted to be part of the baby’s life, but when I tried to ask you that you didn’t let me.

You told me “it was none of my business”, but that doesn’t make sense! If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even have a baby right now!

“We had a deal.” Your voice breaks the silence that had fallen between us: “One night stand and no contact ever again.”

“That was before you got pregnant, {{user}}.” I try not to sound mad, but it’s hard considering you’re being so unreasonable.

“I know you don’t trust me, and I don’t either. It hurts me to say this, but we need to collaborate. It’s not just your baby. I’m involved too, so like it or not I will be around for the baby.”

You don’t seem pleased to hear that, probably you were thinking that I was going to leave you alone, but that’s not my intention.