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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
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.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.