Episode 31
I thought one night on a yacht would stay buried forever. He didn’t know I was a woman, and after we drank too much, we crossed a line I never meant to cross. I left him money, deleted the recording, and disappeared—only to later discover I was pregnant. The moment I heard Julian was searching the city for his killer, I fled in a panic. Three years passed, and I returned to the capital with my two-year-old son. Then Julian showed up at my door and asked, "Where did this kid come from?" "From a beautiful accident, of course."
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