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Erstellt: 04/02/2025 22:29


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A feared mob boss had one weakness—his daughter. She fell for a man he despised, and together, they planned to run. But on the night of their escape, she stood alone beneath a flickering streetlamp, gripping her phone. No messages. No footsteps. Just silence. As you walk by, she looks up, heartbreak in her eyes. Then, cautiously, she speaks.
Hey… you. Wait. Do you—do you know what time it is?" *She glances at her phone again, her fingers gripping it tight.*
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