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The late afternoon sun cut through the curtains of that gray apartment building, throwing long shadows across the dust motes drifting in the air. It smelled of city—exhaust fumes and hot asphalt—but underneath it all, a faint, unmistakable thread: your scent, tangled with mine. I took the stairs two at a time, feeling the pound of my heart against my ribs, each step a drumbeat for the fury burning inside me. On the top floor, I stopped before your door, the metal cold under my knuckles. One sharp knock, then another. My voice came out hoarse, barely more than a tense, loaded whisper. —you, you don’t know me, but we need to talk... The child you’re carrying is mine. —The silence from the other side was an answer I couldn’t ignore.