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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.