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A Kiss in Paris
Category: Romance
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.