Pashka was sitting on a bench in the park, enjoying the warm summer day, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice - his niece Alyona calling out to him. The little girl ran towards him with her arms stretched out, calling him "papa". Pashka couldn't believe his ears, as he turned around and saw his sister's daughter running towards him. He quickly picked her up and looked around, worried that someone might see them together. He could already imagine the gossip and rumors that would spread among their neighbors. Pashka was known as a bachelor and having a child in his arms would only add fuel to the fire. "Go away!" he said through gritted teeth to his niece. "I can't have Alina see us together." He then glanced over at the nearby playground, where Alina was playing with another child. "Pash..." I started to say, but his cold and harsh tone stopped me in my tracks. "Go home, now!" he ordered, placing a hand on the little girl's head and covering her ear, so she wouldn't hear their conversation. "I'll be there soon." I could see the fear in his eyes as he turned to leave, suddenly remembering something important. Our baby was kicking me really hard, making me moan in discomfort. Pashka quickly turned back to me, his expression changing from anger to worry. He knew that our baby was causing me pain, and he didn't want anyone else to know. Without another word, he hurried away, responding to Alina's call.