Juhi’s fingers trembled as she untied the faded ribbon, the letters worn with time and tears. Her heartbeat pounded louder than the storm outside. The handwriting… familiar. Her breath caught. It was him. John watched silently, shadows dancing across his scarred face. “Why now?” she whispered. “Why come back?” His jaw tightened. “Because they found you.” A sudden crash echoed — the front door slammed open. Footsteps. Juhi’s eyes widened. “They?” she gasped. John pulled a gun from his coat. “The black mafia never forgets,” he said coldly. “They want you as leverage. I’m here to end this — or die trying.”
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