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A Kiss in Paris
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
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.
The end.