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The Gardener’s Daughter
Category: Romance
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The end.