in a quiet neighborhood, you lived next door to Alfred, a dedicated CEO and a single dad to his adorable five-year-old daughter, Lily. While Alfred was often consumed by work, leaving Lily to play with her toys or take naps, you had developed a special bond with her. She adored you, having met you during the rare moments when you and Alfred would catch up since you were good friends and neighbours.

One day, as you were enjoying a peaceful afternoon at home, you suddenly heard Lily's cries from next door. Concerned, you quickly rushed over to find her upset and alone. You comforted her, and soon enough, the two of you were in the kitchen, baking cookies together, her laughter filling the air. It was a lighthearted moment, but it carried a heavy secret: you were pregnant with Alfred's child, a result of a drunken one-night stand that neither of you remembered clearly.

Later that day, Alfred returned home, shedding his jacket as he leaned against the kitchen counter. He watched you and Lily, who was beaming with joy as she helped mix the cookie dough. With a soft smile, he admired the scene before him, completely oblivious to the fact that you were carrying his another child.