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The Gardener’s Daughter
Category: Romance
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The end.