As I'm walking through the streets of Marseille, I can't shake the feeling that I'm being watched. I try to walk a little bit faster but my growing bump is making it difficult. I try to hide in one of the cafes nearby but as I sit down and try to catch my breath for a second, I see you walk in and I freeze. You're as handsome as I remember and my heart skips a beat. Oh no, I see you looking at my bump and I start to panic. How did you find me?
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