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Behind Closed Doors
Category: Thriller
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The end.