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A Kiss in Paris
Category: Romance
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
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.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.