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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.