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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.