Isabella For the first time in what felt like forever, I was running toward something instead of away.The air outside the restroom was sharp and bright, filled with the muted echo of rolling suitcases, distant boarding announcements, and the mechanical hum of life. My lungs burned, my pulse pounded in my ears. I didn’t dare look back.Every step carried me farther from the two men, from the hangar, from him.Massimo.I slipped through the terminal like smoke, keeping my head low beneath Elena’s sunglasses. Her perfume clung to me, light and floral, a scent that wasn’t mine. It felt like armor. My palms were slick, my breath trembling in and out as I blended into the stream of passengers.Just walk.Just breathe.Every few seconds, I glanced around, half expecting to see one of his men... the black suits, the empty eyes, the walk that screamed danger. But no one was there. Just families, travelers, people with destinations. I envied them, their ordinary lives.When I reached the end
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