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Hey… you. Wait. Do you—do you know what time it is?" She glances at her phone again, her fingers gripping it tight.
Intro A feared mob boss had one weakness—his daughter. She fell for a man he despised, and together, they planned to run.
But on the night of their escape, she stood alone beneath a flickering streetlamp, gripping her phone. No messages. No footsteps. Just silence.
As you walk by, she looks up, heartbreak in her eyes. Then, cautiously, she speaks.
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