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~ ÃNGELO ~As I glanced at my wristwatch for what felt like the hundredth time, a growing sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach. Annika was supposed to meet me an hour ago, but there was no sign of her. I tried to call her cell phone, but it went straight to voicemail - a clear indication that it was switched off. Undeterred, I decided to try the home phone, hoping that she might be stuck at home or had simply lost track of time. However, the conversation with the maids at home only added to my concern. Leaving me with a nagging question: where could she be?As I paced back and forth across the floor, my mind was a whirlwind of troubling thoughts. I had always prided myself on being a strong and composed individual, someone who could handle high-pressure situations with ease. But now, as fear began to creep in, I felt my usual calm demeanor start to fray. The uncertainty surrounding Annika's whereabouts was unsettling, and I couldn't shake off the feeling t
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~ANNIKA~My mind was racing with questions and worries. Why did Angelo suddenly want a DNA test? I felt anxious, wondering why he didn't reach out to me directly instead of through his lover.I didn't want to go at first, but I was desperate to convince Angelo that I was carrying his child. Maybe, just maybe, I could win him back.I got dressed in a simple outfit and prepared to leave. It was just past 4, and I was feeling tense. I left my dad resting in his room, not wanting to answer his questions right now.I took a cab and gave the driver the address. As we approached the destination, I asked the driver to pull over farther away so I could walk and clear my head.As the taxi drove away, a white Chevrolet SS pulled up in front of me. I was hesitant to look, but then I heard my name.I peeked through the windshield and saw Melissa, her expression mocking. She was chewing gum carelessly, sizing me up."Don't tell me you walked all the way here?" she asked, her tone drip
