The Cartel’s Forbidden Love
As I walked through the dimly lit hallway, my heart was still racing, my breath uneven from the whirlwind of emotions that had consumed me in the last few hours.
Then, my eyes flickered up, catching sight of the metal plaque bolted to the doorpost "Wing 1."
A cold chill ran down my spine.
My body went rigid as Otto’s letter flashed vividly in my mind, the words echoing as if he said it directly to my face "Room 316. Wing 2."
No.
No. No. No.
Oh, God.
A sickening wave of realization crashed over me, leaving me breathless. The man in the grey suit… He had smiled, nodded, and gestured me down this hallway. So confident. So sure. And like a fool, I had followed.
I had mad
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