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Silent Witness
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.