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Stolen Glances
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The end.