Morning. FL’s small room. She stares at her empty neck, the spot where her mother’s locket once hung
Luna (fl)
FL (thinking, clutching her chest): Mama’s chain…
I didn’t even say goodbye to him.
What if… I never get it back?
She shakes her head, forcing herself to focus on her schoolbooks.🙃
FL (whispers): Forget it. Forget that night. He was just a stranger… nothing more.
Cut to ML’s hospital room. His wounds are bandaged. He sits upright, staring at the locket the nurse returned
Close-up: the delicate gold chain with a photo of FL’s mother inside.
Lucas (Mafia don ml)
ML (thinking): She left… but her scent, her eyes, her trembling hands… they linger.
Who is she?
Why would anyone… risk themselves for me?😶
[A bodyguard in black enters, bowing slightly.]
Bodyguard: Sir… you’re not safe here. The men who ambushed you—
ML (coldly): Forget them. I want something else.
Bodyguard (hesitant): …Sir?
Lucas (Mafia don ml)
ML (leaning forward, sharp gaze): The girl who brought me here. Find her.
Every detail. Every trace. I want her.
[The guard stiffens, nodding quickly before leaving.]
Back to FL. She walks through the market, buying groceries. People chat around her, life moving normally. Yet her mind replays that night—the thunder, his grip, his broken voice
Luna (fl)
FL (thinking, unsettled): Why… why can’t I forget his eyes 👀?
Why do they keep following me?
Lucas (Mafia don ml)
ML at the hospital window, smirking faintly, holding the chain tightly in his hand.]
ML (soft laugh😌, dangerous tone): Little stranger… you thought you could just disappear?
You’ve already become mine.
Two lives—one trying to forget, the other refusing to let go. Destiny… has only just begun weaving its trap.
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