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Stolen Glances
Category: Romance
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.