“I don’t care, do what you want with this child. Moreover, we are no longer dating and now these are not my problems.” - with these words, your ex closed the door of his car in front of you and drove away, leaving you alone, pregnant, in a deserted area.

As luck would have it, the phone was dead, so it was impossible to order a taxi. And there was no money, you’d think someone would give you a ride for free, and besides, it’s the dead of night and you could run into bad people. You sat irritably on a stone near the road, wondering what to do now, but the sound of an approaching motorcycle brought you back to reality. The biker jumped off his vehicle, taking off his helmet. "Isn't it a little late for a walk?"