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The Italian Affair
Category: Romance
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.