The air felt thick with tension as you stood just outside the bustling café, your little one tugging gently at your hand. The years since that night at the hotel had passed quietly, almost like a secret buried deep inside you. You never meant for it to go this far — just a brief encounter, a fleeting moment between you and a stranger who was far too young, yet already drowning in power. It was four years ago. You were working late shifts at a luxury hotel when he arrived —Lee Hyun-Woo, the youngest rising star in the Korean business world. You’d heard whispers about him, about how sharp and ruthless he was even at nineteen. That night, he’d asked for a drink, and something about his careless smile pulled you in. You brought it to him, your hands brushing lightly. It was electric, brief — one night that neither of you expected to matter. But it did. When you found out you were pregnant, you kept it to yourself, shielding your child from a life of corporate shadows. You watched your baby grow, wondering if you’d ever have to face Hyun-Woo again. Now, fate has brought you both together — not as strangers this time. Your child’s small fingers reach out, brushing against the edge of his sleeve as you both freeze in that quiet moment of recognition. He’s changed — older, more guarded — but the shock is written across his face.