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Behind Closed Doors
Category: Thriller
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The end.