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AMIR

She was scared.

I could see it in the way she moved, the way she tried to put space between us.

It was good.

Fear would make her more aware of me, more conscious of the connection I was about to create.

I watched her fumble with the cash register, her hands trembling slightly.

I liked that.

She didn't know who I was, but soon she would.

I wasn't just a man passing through her shop.

I was her shadow, the one who watched her every move.

I could see how innocent she was, how untouched by the world's darkness.

I wanted to be the one to change that, to be the first to pull her into something far more dangerous than she'd ever imagined.

I wasn't in a hurry.

The longer this played out, the deeper she'd fall into my world.

And once she was in, there'd be no escaping me.

With one last glance at her, I turned and left the shop.

She wouldn't forget me.

I'd make sure of it.

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