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Under the Tuscan Sun
Category: Romance
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.