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Behind Closed Doors
Category: Thriller
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.