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The Cold Trail
Category: Thriller
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The end.