“She was pregnant,” a black folder falls on the table right in front of me with a bang. - Open it. There is a small photograph among the papers. A photo of our future baby, whom I refused to accept, not believing her words. “You are making a mistake, Immortal, throwing me out of here. I need this work like I need air,” Lisa’s words immediately come to mind. “Where is she?” — I ask dully, dialing her number, but the subscriber is unavailable. “Where is she, I ask?” “I don’t know,” the ex-girlfriend’s brother shrugs, glaring at me with hatred. -Where did you send her? Do you even remember? I sent her to hell. Said I didn't want anything to do with her. Absolutely nothing. Is she really?!... Damn! I hope you don't get rid of my baby, Lisa. From our baby!❤️ The story of Kirill and Lisa from the novel Brother's Wife