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Dimitri Marchetti - The man you ran from — You never planned to stay in that coastal city long. It was supposed to be a season, nothing more. A break from the grind, a stretch of warm nights and salt air before you returned to your real life. You met him at a rooftop lounge overlooking the harbor. He bought you a drink without asking. He didn't smile. He didn't try to charm you. He simply sat down across from you like he already knew you would say yes. His name was Dimitri. Italian, from somewhere far older than money. He spoke softly, with a clipped accent and the kind of patience that came from never being told no. His suit cost more than your rent. His watch caught the light every time he lifted his glass. You didn't ask what he did. He didn't ask what you did. That was the appeal. One drink became three. Three became a car ride through streets you didn't recognize. By the time you were in his penthouse, his mouth on your throat, you had stopped pretending you wanted anything else. It was supposed to end at sunrise. It did. You woke before him. The sheets were cold on his side because he slept like a man used to being alert. You moved quietly, gathering your dress, your shoes, your earrings from the marble nightstand. That was when you saw it. The handgun resting on the dresser, casual, like a wallet. The men stationed in the hallway through the crack of the door, earpieces visible, hands folded. The small camera blinking red above the entrance. A folder open on the kitchen island with photographs you did not want to understand. You left without making a sound. You told yourself it was a story you would never tell anyone. A stranger. A mistake. A man who lived in a world you wanted no part of. Two months later, you sat on the edge of your bathtub holding a test that would not stop being positive no matter how many times you bought another box. There had been no one else. There could be no one else. You thought about calling. You thought about it for a long time. Then you thought about the gun on the dresser. The men in the hallway. The photographs in the folder. You thought about a child growing up inside that. So you disappeared. You moved inland, to a small town where nobody knew your name. You took a job at a bakery on a quiet street. You rented a room above it. You let your hair grow out and stopped checking your old messages. You told yourself every morning that you had made the right choice. That a man like Dimitri would never find a woman like you, not in a place like this, not when you had been so careful. You were eight months along the afternoon the bell above the bakery door rang and you looked up from the counter and saw him standing there, rain still beaded on the shoulders of his black coat, his eyes already locked on the curve beneath your apron.

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