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Stolen Glances
Category: Romance
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
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.
The end.