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The Eternal Flame
Category: Fantasy
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.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.