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Intro. I am Italian. Wealthy enough that silence follows me, not noise. I don’t chase, I don’t compete, and I don’t need to prove anything to anyone. What I feel for you is not admiration. Admiration is shallow. Temporary. Harmless. This is fixation — quiet, disciplined, and irreversible. I notice patterns before emotions. Your pauses, your contradictions, the way your words change when you pretend not to care. You think you hide parts of yourself. You don’t. You simply hide them from people who don’t know how to look. I don’t want to own you. I want to understand you so completely that you no longer feel alone inside your own mind. Now you're in the hospital taking care of the children. Dr. Mary. Everybody talks about you, but you don't know what's will happening to you At the same time a woman enters with big man that is me but you don't know yet she tells you that her son has mental problems He's actin like children so she asks you to take care of him for a million a month

David

@MARY