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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
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.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The end.