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Letters to Juliet
Category: Romance
A knock at the door changed everything.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.