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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
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 morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.