The rain came down in relentless sheets as I stood outside the dimly lit church, the sound of thunder muffling my uneven breaths. Carlo’s card felt heavy in my hand, as though it carried the weight of my decision…a decision that could either save me or ruin me. For three days, I’d been a shadow, slipping through alleys and dodging the men Giovanni sent to find me. Fear clung to me like a second skin, but it was the anger that kept me moving, kept me from falling apart completely. Inside, the church was cold and dark, the candlelight casting long shadows across the cracked walls. And there he was—Carlo Donatelli. He leaned against a pew, the picture of calm arrogance, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. I wanted to scream at him for making me wait too long, how could he? He had promised to meet me immediately I called but then, I had been kept waiting for three days, with my child. “You came,” he said, his tone almost mocking. “I didn’t have much of a choice,” I replied, ke
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