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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.