About the book: year / “I came for the child,” his voice thundered around the room, and his gaze settled on the baby’s back. The baby in the girl’s arms immediately burst into tears, as if she sensed their imminent separation. − Pack it nicely? – the girl bared her teeth. - Sorry, I can’t decorate with a bow either. “I forgot to buy ribbons,” she answered irritably, then turned to the child. - Hush, hush, my dear. Uncle won't touch you and won't dare take you anywhere. “I need this child,” he said in a deep voice, emphasizing each word. - I am his uncle. Anya raised her head proudly. - Once uncle, then this changes the whole matter and there are no disputes. Of course, then take it. Here, take it,” she almost forcibly shoved the baby into the arms of the big guy and turned away, clenching her fists until it hurt and crunched, as well as biting her lips until they bled.…