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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.