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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.