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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.